This is for anyone fighting a chronic illness. I wrote this in May 2007 when I first learned I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis. It may feel like the end of the world – but it is not. I hope this gives hope to others with MS or other illnesses.
I accept…
… that Multiple Sclerosis is the name for what is wrong with me
… that my memory may not always be what it used to be
… that if not already, that maybe someday I’ll use a wheelchair or cane
… that each day for the rest of my life I’ll probably feel some form of pain
I fear…
… Others reactions when they find out what is wrong with me
… the day I wake up no longer to work and support my family
… the day that I don’t have insurance and can’t afford my meds
… people not understanding that I’m still me despite what’s happening in my head
I reject…
… giving up and feeling sorry for me
… succumbing to the depths of depression with this dreaded disease
… the idea of staying down even after a bad spill
… those who tell me I can’t, because, dammit, I can and I will!
I hope…
… that people understand most days I feel like crap, although I look just fine
… that others don’t get upset when I need more sleep or time
… that friends can accept me for me and not run away or show pity
… and mostly, I hope, that science is able to find the cure for you and me!
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