When I was just thinking of setting up this blog, roughly a year ago as the it went live on August 1, one of the people who encouraged me was Willeke Van Eeckhoutte. She, too, has MS and is herself a talented blogger about MS and much more.
Willie is Belgian but lives in Ireland. This is an excerpt from her wonderful A Letter to MS.
Not residing anywhere else but here, within me. Nine years and counting. Probably much longer if you really want to play dirty.
Why did you choose me when there were so many other people you could have picked? You were probably out for vengeance for working too hard and resting too little. You probably thought it would be fun seeing me cry at the bottom of the staircase when I was so tired I couldn’t climb it anymore. Did you now, did you really think it was slapstick-funny?
Have I not been living with enough illnesses already that you had to add yourself to my central nervous system like a piece of superglue Velcro? I had abdominal surgery a mere three months before you crashed into me. You took over my eyes and created new levels of pain in my body, feelings I never thought I’d have.
I saw specialist doctors who said my ears were just fine when your trigeminal neuralgia took hold of the left side of my face. My old GP thought I had severe ear infections for five months, but I knew that was the wrong answer. I went to dentists, ENT doctors and other super-intelligent human beings who had no idea what eye and facial pain even felt like.
How dare you take over my life? How dare you change my …
Now that you have a taste, you can read the whole article, just click on this link: Ireland, MS and Me. I promise you it will be worth it.