I was entering my sophomore year when my older brother committed sucide. He had struggled with depression, multiple personality, and schizophrenia. My family, running, and dancing, carried me though the stress.
My sophomore year I was dx with a genetic mutation of the MTHFR sequence, and several mild food allergies. I was reduced to what my friend called "rabbit food". . But at dance I was practicing double pirouettes, and on the treadmill I clicked out the miles.
One day in class my feet felt like someone had snuck sand paper into my pointe shoes. Over a week it started to climb up my leg bringing a numbness after it, so that I could feel pressure but not pain. It reached just my knees but then receded down to my toes again where it stayed. As we went to doctors I lost significant amounts of coordination and balence (for a dancer). That spring my mom pulled me from backstage, at a recital to go to the hospital.
At the hospital I had the pleasure of a spinal tap, lots of steroids which made me very hyper (but I was still very nice I'm told), a free pair of pj's because I was in the children's ward, and 'anointing of the sick' from my church twice (best part!). The whole time the Doctors told me how weird I was. All my lesions were in my subconscious, excepting one in the middle of my back causing the numbness and although I had fallen once before my brother died, I showed no other prior signs.
They put me on Techfidera and when that didn't cut it, switched to Tysabri. I still run, but no more pointe.
I am enjoying remission, but it comes with a price. No future in dance, at least one needle every 28 days, if you have a cold; I will tomorrow, and a limit to my energy, mental and emotional strain.
Because I have such minor setbacks it makes it that much harder for me to accept I'm not as resilient as healthy people. It also makes it easy for people to dismiss me as a wimp when I need help, Even When I Try to Explain and ASK FOR HELP! I find myself constantly trying to pull my self up to standards that most MS patients wouldn't dare to try, not because I feel I can do it but because people refuse to listen when I say,
Just because I'm not falling over doesn't mean I'm not living with MS!
My sophomore year I was dx with a genetic mutation of the MTHFR sequence, and several mild food allergies. I was reduced to what my friend called "rabbit food". . But at dance I was practicing double pirouettes, and on the treadmill I clicked out the miles.
One day in class my feet felt like someone had snuck sand paper into my pointe shoes. Over a week it started to climb up my leg bringing a numbness after it, so that I could feel pressure but not pain. It reached just my knees but then receded down to my toes again where it stayed. As we went to doctors I lost significant amounts of coordination and balence (for a dancer). That spring my mom pulled me from backstage, at a recital to go to the hospital.
At the hospital I had the pleasure of a spinal tap, lots of steroids which made me very hyper (but I was still very nice I'm told), a free pair of pj's because I was in the children's ward, and 'anointing of the sick' from my church twice (best part!). The whole time the Doctors told me how weird I was. All my lesions were in my subconscious, excepting one in the middle of my back causing the numbness and although I had fallen once before my brother died, I showed no other prior signs.
They put me on Techfidera and when that didn't cut it, switched to Tysabri. I still run, but no more pointe.
I am enjoying remission, but it comes with a price. No future in dance, at least one needle every 28 days, if you have a cold; I will tomorrow, and a limit to my energy, mental and emotional strain.
Because I have such minor setbacks it makes it that much harder for me to accept I'm not as resilient as healthy people. It also makes it easy for people to dismiss me as a wimp when I need help, Even When I Try to Explain and ASK FOR HELP! I find myself constantly trying to pull my self up to standards that most MS patients wouldn't dare to try, not because I feel I can do it but because people refuse to listen when I say,
Just because I'm not falling over doesn't mean I'm not living with MS!
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