It’s been six weeks since I first experienced my symptoms…a time frame which we often simply take for granted. But, not this time. Time has slipped into another dimension, moving swiftly and uncontrollably, but paradoxically, also terribly slow throughout each day allowing our minds plenty of time to contemplate our new life which instantly changed forever.
This is a journal of our life with multiple sclerosis…a new life we are just beginning to face.
The 13th of July was a warm day and I was happy to get back into the swing of developing our business after returning from a much-needed two week vacation. I decided to go for a nice long jog – something I often do when I need to organize my thoughts. On this day I thought about some new posting ideas for our blog, all of the projects I needed to complete to finish our new company website, working on updating our cooking with pumpkins book, developing our chocolate business, then it happened as I started my descent toward home. My right knee and hip simply stopped working…or I should say, stopped paying attention to my brain’s instructions and did what they wanted to. It was quite strange really. My legs had complete feeling, but they were rebellious and ignored my brain’s commands. It was an odd ten seconds.
