By then the "high" feelings were accompanied by double vision and lack of motor skills. I was speeding/driving (some say i drive like a bat out of hell - i beg to differ) along 285 (4 lane highway in Atlanta) and realized that it wasn't cool seeing 6 trucks, when in fact there were only 3...i got home and told G that she had to start doing all the driving - the beginning of my "non-hero" days
She doesn't appreciate that to this day. she NEVER drove if i was in the car and now she had to do ALL the driving - what the?!?!?
I went to my new neurologist (who calls me Stacey, btw) and he said to me, well it has to be the MS, what else could it be, there's nothing else wrong with u...i could have kissed him. THANK U!!!! In retrospect i think that that was all i wanted to hear because at least that explained what was going on. Of course, with me, nothing is ever straightforward...so he explained that it was odd that the "episodes" (as they lovingly were called) happened all day long for about 5-10 secs at a time, but i should monitor, stay on my shot (of course!) and come see him again if things get worse...
i did that...luckily things diddn't get worse, so i didn't have to go see him outside of the schedule and then just like that in October/November, they stopped! The disease had declared war and said to me, "yeah u're the human and i'm the disease, so Take DAT!!!"