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I had a really busy day today. I got one of my finals out of the way today... I have two more to go. I went to my cousins graduation tonight. I'm in my way home right now and I'm freaking exhausted. I didn't have my meds with me so I had to duck out early to head home and get me meds.
I'm kinda transitioning to this whole urinary issue. I had a drink during the graduation...but I didn't drink as lug a I normally would because I didn't want to have to get up any to the restroom in the middle of the graduation. ( I was sitting in the middle of the row.)
I didn't take the boys with me because I knew they wouldn't want to sit there and listen to people talk the whole time. My feet are killing me though, from all of the walking around downtown. I'm in a somewhat better mood today, minus the pain. It toon me an extra 15 minutes to get out of bed this morning... Than it usually does.
Im coming to the realization that everything happens for a reason and God would never hand me a challenge unless he knew I would overcome it. I'm trying to keep a positive attitude through everything but everyone needs that time to be pissed off when things don't go the way you want them to. Just because I seem negative here and there it's not my long term attitude towards the situation... If that makes sense.
Everyone keeps telling me that I need to write a book... And since I've hear it more than once from more than one person... I keep taking it into deep consideration. I get so excited and a sense of joy when I read that my writing helps others. Even when I'm pissed off and throwing a fit about something... It's like someone else can relate and thanks me for saying it like it is.
So I'm assuming once I talk to my doctor, he is going to suggest that I change medication to slow progression and I keep going back and forth on my plan but I'm thinking more and more that instead of switching to Copaxone... I'de to go to Betaseron. I really thought that the whole diagnosis process was a hard time for me... but being used to MS & the symptoms it brings and not knowing I was getting new lesions when I was... it's like that same stress in a different manner. It's like, you already know a lot more about MS... but it still seems to come and stab you in the back. I thought my MS and me were good buddies there for while, until I got the knife in my back.
So what are y'alls thoughts on this... what med should I switch to from Avonex... should I write a book? If I did take the time to actually write a book, would you read it? I guess it's just hard for me to wrap my head around the fact that my vents/blogging are actually words that help others... that others can relate to. I mean, I know I'm not alone in this battle... but I know that MS is different for each and every one of us... so to know that others are still experiencing the exact same things as me... is odd to hear at times.
I wouldn't mind going to a shot that is more frequent AS LONG AS IT'S DOING WHAT IT'S SUPPOSED TO! I'm also going to get a "proof" of diagnosis from my neuro and send it in to the MSAA & see if I qualify for that 4 wheel/seat walker. Oh! I'm gonna go get a cane tomorrow... just a light-weight folding black one... and then I'm gonna go to the arts & crafts store and get some pink camo design and pimp out the cane. I can't find a pink camo cane to save my life... and I have a slight obsession w/ pink camp. I even have a shot gun that is pink camo.
Anyways, my brain is done for the night... I'm gonna go to bed. Comment on my blog & let me know what you think to the questions I asked. I really like to hear the feedback. It also encourages me to keep posting, like what I'm doing is actually worth it.
Tattoo by Jordin Sparx << Another Multiple Sclerosis Remix that I love.