Sitting in the waiting room with my husband and cousin in dead silence, a million questions and scenarios ran through my mind.
The doctor came running into the room and, with such excitement in his voice, said, “You’re free to go, no tumor!”I scheduled the MRI and was shaking the entire car ride. I checked in and was told to remove all my jewelry and change into the scrubs.
My doctor prescribed me anti-anxiety medication that helped me get through the MRI the next time around. On the drive home, all I kept thinking about were my children. I want to be there for them and be an active part of their life. See them grow up. I didn’t know anything about Multiple Sclerosis , but it sounded like a death sentence to me.“I have two small children who need me,” was the first thing I told her.She explained to me what MS is, what treatments are available, and what steps to take next.I came home later that evening to a houseful of family members. Everybody had gathered for me.