I have Multiple Sclerosis. This is my diagnosis story. When my chatty neurologist told me “you have MS” I shrugged and said, “Well, how bad can it be? I’ve had cancer. At least MS won’t kill me.” We stared at each other for a few moments in awkward silence. He adjusted his glasses and eyed me with concern, waiting for me to breakdown or something, and I glared back, tapping my foot, waiting for him to just get on with it. My prize for winning the staring competition was a stack of pamphlets neuro-guy slid over to me as he […]