(Lead steps into elevator and notices that people already there are going floor #42 as well)
"Hey guys, looks like the MS World Club lobby is pretty popular today, headed there myself. Grew up in Oregon, been a longtime listener now in Houston, first time caller."
(The group turns to face the lead and with a slight positive smile they sigh in knowing acknowledgment)
"About time too, diagnosed in 2007. I've been put through the ringer and found my way to Tysabri in 2008. Fortunate to get/ignore a healthy amount of bad/good advice/marketing on my way to an semi-regular happy equilibrium. No small feat considering how awkward my sense of humor can be well, that's what I've heard at least. Yes, my wife will confirm this if you need any further evidence.
(The group understands all too well. Noting that the elevator is passing floor 26, they quietly conclude to themselves that the carpet is really more of an indigo blue than purple)
"Hey, got an idea if ya'll are game. I've got this meeting with some people to share my story about long road back to cycling and my adventure in my first Texas BP MS 150 bike ride last month so..."
(Lead tries to show the group a picture of his Austin finish line barbaric victory yalp on his phone, but he drops it. Now on floor #40, the elevator begins to slow. Scooping up his cellphone, lead turns back to the group)
"Faaaantastic! Gonna blame that one on my youthful exuberance not my RRMS. I'd be correct but that'd be too easy and happens too often."
(Elevator door opens to the MS World lobby)
"Believe it or not, I'm actually a the deep thinker and occasionally considered kinda shy. I'm just so gosh darn excited about being here. Oh ya, my idea. I really hope we get a chance to stumble into/across/around each other and talk shop sometime."
(Lead takes two steps in the lobby then quickly turns back around)
"Oh ya again, I forgot my name! It's Eric and that one I will blame on MS."
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