“I have MS.”
“What? No way!”
Seriously, it happens. Just because I’m up and clothed and
walking, people question whether I actually have MS. If I happen to be riding
my horse (on a not-so-terribly-whirling vertigo day), pedaling a bicycle, or
running a road race, their incredulity is even more dramatic.
“C’mon. You don’t have MS.”
I appreciate that these folks may not size me up as a victim
of a dreadful disease. I get that they are probably trying to be affirming in
some ill-informed way.
Still, sometimes I just wanna say:
“Here’s my doctor’s name
and number. Give him a call, and you can give him the second degree. Oh, wait. I really don’t want you poking
around in my personal medical information. Just take my word for it.”
My MRI scans, if I chose to share them (which I don’t), don’t
lie.
Maybe you know the feeling. Why should we be asked to
account for, explain, or prove something that is absolutely real, but also
absolutely our own business?
MS is genuine.
What does genuine even mean? It’s all about authenticity, factuality,
freedom from pretense, legitimacy, and realness. It's the truth.
MS is definitely genuine.
Even when our toes aren’t numb, our hands don’t shake, our
heads don’t reel, and our eyes don’t blink dimly in broad daylight. Even on
those days when we get out there and do more than you do, it’s genuine. On our worst days and our best days, until a
cure is found, this thing is most assuredly real. We’re not faking. We aren’t
dreaming up a disease. And we’re not kidding.
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