Don and me at my medical school graduation in 1999 (Neither of us ever expected we would confront my MS diagnosis together 10 years later.)
"You have MS."
I remember hearing those words, 10½ years ago, from a neuroradiologist in a dark room, huddled around my MRI films. The diagnosis explained my mysterious dizziness and double vision, but was unexpected, raising new questions and confusion. My husband, Don, thanked the radiologist, and guided me back to our car, both of us feeling terrified and overwhelmed. What would MS mean? Could I work? Would I ever feel better? Could I exercise, travel, drive?
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