After a Year, I Know Best. (I Think.)
It's amazing how quickly a year goes by. There are moments that creep, stretches of a week or a month that seem like they'll never end, but then suddenly it's New Year's Eve and once again we're welcoming a new end-digit to the 'date' portion of our medical paperwork. Just over a week ago I hit the 1 year mark since my diagnosis. Even now I pause as I think of how to describe that day; celebrated 1 year? Mourned the 1 year mark? The day itself didn't feel like anything monumental that I needed to mark; there were so many more significant days that happened since the last February 6th, both medically and otherwise. In the last year I've seen 3 neurologists, had 6 MRIs, gone on steroids 3 times, completed my first 2 rounds of Ocrevus, gotten prism glasses, and started an incredibly helpful baclofen routine. I've also completed an elite professional training program, started my dream job, moved to a whole new state, and bought my first home wi