Well....That Sucks

Ok...It's been a while.....but I've had some things going on...

I woke up on a Thursday morning with a weird blurry spot in my vision in my right eye.  It lasted all day.  When I woke up and still was blurry on Friday, I went to the Dr. who sent me to my optometrist.  He assured me that I had what are called benign floaters that happen as we age and that in time, I would adjust and wouldn't notice it anymore....  Oh goody!

So, the next week comes around and I wake up on Wednesday thinking my vision seemed worse than it had been.  The optometrist had told me to come back if there was a change for the worse to make sure my retina wasn't detaching....so back I went to the optometrist.  He took a look and then disappeared for a little while.  Then I hear him on the phone talking to someone about me.  He mentioned slightly swollen optic nerve, vision went from 20/20 on Friday to now being 20/30...  When he finished the call he came in and told me that one of our local ophthalmologists was willing to see me that day.  So, I headed over there.  After 4 hours at that office (following 2 hours at the optometrist), he talked to me about the possibility of optic neuritis and said that he was going to call the radiologist to get me in for an MRI...the same week.

So, the hospital calls the next day and books me in for an MRI on Friday...  70 minutes in the MRI machine and the technologist assured me that I did, indeed, have a brain.  Now it was time to wait for results.  Unfortunately, in the time of the internet there's lots of information out there....so I had already looked up optic neuritis and did not like what I had found....

The following Tuesday, I got a call from my family Dr's office.  She wanted me to come in for results that day.  So, I headed down - kind of feeling like I was going to throw up....  And then she said the words I had been dreading.  They suspect MS.

Excuse me??  I'm a runner!  I just ran a half marathon two months ago?  How could I have MS??

Needless to say, I spent the rest of the day in bed.

I've had really bad days and not so bad days in the week since I got the news... Mostly I am trying not to think about it.  Denial is ok for a while, I think....