Sigh. About damned time.
Nov. 21st, 2007 11:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ysobelleApplied online to Fairie Fest. Finished filling out my application for the Winter Flea. That takes care of me up til May. VARF never called back, dammit.
Oh, I'm so looking forward to tomorrow. Woo. Sense the sarcasm?
I am, really. But my mom called me this morning with "that tone" in her voice. When she starts a sentence with, "Listen..." I know something's gone wrong. Sure enough, my brother-in-law Ken had an episode last week. He had a pins-and-needles feeling in his legs, and a little difficulty walking. In and of itself, this isn't serious. But he had an episode with his vision seven years ago, and it became a waiting game: if anything else happened, it would be confirmed that he has MS. It's taken seven years, and he's been on twice-weekly injections ever since, but now it seems to be confirmed.
My sister is, of course, beside herself. My mom is also quite upset. My take is a little different: Ken's now 40. This is, probably, his second confirmed episode. I'm obviously not an expert, but I'm going to take bets that if this is MS, as it seems, it's probably not secondary progressive. And if it's relapsing-remitting, it'll suck, but it'll also go away. It won't kill him. It probably won't put him into a wheelchair. It may not affect his life much at all.
I refuse to get hysterical about this. It won't help. And it'd feel very silly, after knowing![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
foxglove_8778 for so long. And Michelle. And Patricia. But thank G-d Susan and Ken have help with the kids, and my parents are level-headed. I don't know how his parents are taking it, but they're not usually prone to hysteria, either.
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, right?
Dammit.
Oh, I'm so looking forward to tomorrow. Woo. Sense the sarcasm?
I am, really. But my mom called me this morning with "that tone" in her voice. When she starts a sentence with, "Listen..." I know something's gone wrong. Sure enough, my brother-in-law Ken had an episode last week. He had a pins-and-needles feeling in his legs, and a little difficulty walking. In and of itself, this isn't serious. But he had an episode with his vision seven years ago, and it became a waiting game: if anything else happened, it would be confirmed that he has MS. It's taken seven years, and he's been on twice-weekly injections ever since, but now it seems to be confirmed.
My sister is, of course, beside herself. My mom is also quite upset. My take is a little different: Ken's now 40. This is, probably, his second confirmed episode. I'm obviously not an expert, but I'm going to take bets that if this is MS, as it seems, it's probably not secondary progressive. And if it's relapsing-remitting, it'll suck, but it'll also go away. It won't kill him. It probably won't put him into a wheelchair. It may not affect his life much at all.
I refuse to get hysterical about this. It won't help. And it'd feel very silly, after knowing
foxglove_8778 for so long. And Michelle. And Patricia. But thank G-d Susan and Ken have help with the kids, and my parents are level-headed. I don't know how his parents are taking it, but they're not usually prone to hysteria, either.What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, right?
Dammit.