I have been lucky in the last few months in that having MS has really been pretty uneventful for me. Most days, having MS has just meant taking pills, disability activism, and watching my lifestyle.
This morning, having MS meant crying in my kitchen over a UPS package, because a doctor I haven’t seen in over two years bent over backwards to get me an emergency supply of meds when my insurance went wonky. (Moving makes pre- auths weird.)
Thank you, Johns Hopkins Neurology, for being consistently amazing in the many ways in which you support your patients. Thank you for remembering that we are people. Thank you for everything.