I was just getting back to being myself then that day popped up on my calander. A year ago today I got sick with the relapse that sent me down the road of diagnosis. January 18, 2012 I was sitting in the hospital in the middle of my last day of solu- medrol infusions and I got that call. My spinal tap results came back and I definitely have Multiple Sclerosis. I wasn’t really aware of anything those 2 weeks but I do remember that call. That changed everything. I’m sick and there’s no cure. I was lost for most of this year in major depression, multiple MS therapies and 5 or 6 relapses. Multiple Sclerosis has made me bitter and resentful of my body but it’s also made me fight harder, love with all of my soul and it’s made me more appreciative of life. I hate MS more than anything, but at least in a few ways its made me better.