There's a first for everything...

I'm starting this because I know of a fellow MS-er that has a blog on here and I think that  this would be a good place to VENT because I think a lot of people are getting pretty tired of hearing me complain, weather I think I have a legit reason to do so, I wouldn't want to hear it all the time either. Also I think this will help me not be so negative and bottle everything up. I don't think everything will be bad news though, I do have my good days.

So I'm going to start from my beginning, the hospital visits and how everything happened.

Jan. 28th 2011
I had went on a date (believe it or not) a few days before this day and I was told "you are very stumbley" I was embarrassed, because i have never been a skinny girl, ever. And I thought the reason I was so stumbley was because I was fat. What I mean by this is you see bigger girls with no confidence always walking funny, head held down and just walking with no confidence what so ever. But I started paying attention to my walking and I started noticing it too. i also was having vision problems, when i looked to the left everything I saw was blurry and I had double vision like I was drunk 24/7 but this had happened before two times, and i figured it would go away. i had my eyes checked last time it happened to them, and the Dr. told me i could have MS or a pseudo (meaning like a) tumor or a disease only fat young girls get (way to boost my confidence doc!). Also, I was being accused of being on pills again because I was walking funny and complaining about my vision problems. I hadnt touched anything and I didn't know what was going on.

So on jan 28th I went to the ER. I had explained to them what was going on, that i was walking and seeing as if I were drunk and it had been happening for the past 3 weeks. (right before i went in to the ER I was told I probably had a brain tumor, let me tell you, I wasn't scared at all. :insert sarcasm here:

So the doctor had me walk infront of him, i couldnt even walk a straight line, I was still thinking this was because I had no confidence what so ever.

The doctor ordered a CT scan, when the results came in this is what happened:
Doctor: well, your test results came up abnormal
ME: did you say normal or abnormal?
Doctor: ABnormal
then he left the room.
It was almost 1 am at this point, I FREAKED out and called my mom knowing she worked the next day, but i was really scared that the doctor was going to tell me i was dying and only had so long to live...

Well, the doctor ordered another test, an MRI.
After these results came in, he told me i had lesions on my brain, I didn't know what those were so he explained to me that lesions are scars, I had one old one and two new ones (now i know why my vision problems had happened before).

I asked to see the MRI, he showed it to me, told me that the neurologist on property thought it could be MS and i needed to see a doctor within 3 days because I didn't have  insurance at the time, they couldn't help me much (F.U. Center Point).

Well, my mom called around, and with no luck we decided to go to KU med, because a family friends mother was actually a MS specialists nurse.

I went to the ER at KU med, where I showed them my CD that centerpoint gave me.
They had a (really cute) neurologist come down and do some tests on me.
By tests I mean, look at my disk i had brought, follow his finger, walk in front of him and he was sold! i needed to stay in the hospital for 6 days on IV steriods and they were going to run some tests, what kind of tests you ask? I'll get to that in a second.

Now, i know I have lots of tattoos and piercings, but one thing I DO NOT like are needles, I can't stand them.
He tells me everything that he wants done, an IV of steriods for 6 days, another MRI, and something called a lumbar puncture. I asked what that was and he tells me its like a spinal tap, where they will take out some spinal fluid and test it. I was also given some blood tests.

When the lumbar puncture was done I don't remember, infact i don't remember much of the 7 days I was in the hospital for, I was either sleeping or so drugged up that i don't remember anything.
My second MRI showed that i had several lesions on my spine, by several i'm not sure how many that means, but it is scary to think about. I want to know what my spine looks like and my brain, like I want to see the scars with out looking at the MRI-s. Well, kind of, I don't want to have to see them all the time, I think that I would be depressed 24/7, maybe thats because Im superficial, I am not sure...?

So when I thanked everyone for coming i don't remember them all and that made me feel like a terrible person.
Anyway, this hospital is amazing. I was told everything and anything I wanted to know about MS and then some.
 Now I still have questions and live life everyday with curiosity but everyone would because no one has Ms the same, no one. Kind of like a finger print no one is the same.

Well, i have been diagnosed for 9 months now, which is insane to me because it feels like it was yesterday.

I will continue this later but at least I have the beginning out of the way. This is my story and it's only beginning now.