The sometimes never-ending story lingers. MS continues to wreak havoc with me. My frustration shared on my previous post, Brain Freeze, quickly transferred into feelings of anger, fear and helplessness. I needed to understand what was happening with my progression? All kinds of thoughts raced through my mind…Now What?
The infection of my foot was slowly healing with the help of antibiotics. During the past few weeks, I began to experience significant spasticity by mid day. Walking was my biggest challenge. My BalanceWear vest and cane were my lifesavers. Each passing day seemed to bring about more new symptoms. My right hand was out of commission, no use, no typing, you get the picture. I was having blurred and double vision through out the day. I haven’t had these symptoms since my last relapse nearly ten years ago. Of course, I followed the typical protocol to wait 24-48 hours after new symptoms appeared before contacting my neurologist. She wanted to rule out any type of infection that may be causing these symptoms and referred me to my family doctor. With my neuros office being three hours away, I was liking this idea!
The next morning, I awoke to my foot being swollen, inflamed and the wound looking awful. Our original plan was to see my family doctor to make sure nothing was a brewing. I presented with the culprit, an infected foot. Part of me was actually relieved with this infection. Could explain the new symptoms I was having.
Following my exam, I was referred to see a podiatrist the same day! I was so fortunate they had a cancellation! He examined the area and agreed it was infected and very tender. Needless to say, he wanted to debride (removal of dead tissue from a wound to aid in healing) the area. When I saw the scalpel, I instantly commented, “are you kidding me!?!” I politely turned my head and grabbed the arms of the exam table sqeezing for dear life! I survived! Imagine that! He recommended we get the infection under control with another antibiotic and possibly inject with cortisone to reduce the inflammation upon follow-up. I will see him again in a couple of weeks! Let the fun continue!
The power of antibiotics! They seem to be working as my vision issues subsided and I am regaining use of my hand. Times like these can be friendly reminders of what the future may or may not hold, the unpredictability of MS, isn’t it?
As the never-ending story continues, one word plays an important role in my every day life – Attitude. My attitude, my choices will determine how I’m going to handle what’s dealt my way be it good, bad or indifferent. Process, accept and move forward just as I am. God’s not done with me yet!
“Count Your Blessings”