I just framed multiple sclerosis with a label that should seem self-evident, if not obvious. I wrote that MS is a marathon, not a sprint. Duh. But I am sitting here thinking about my flare-ups through the years. My first bout of optic neuritis, when I lost all vision in one eye, came almost exactly 42 years ago. Losing vision has been a defining dimension of the disease for me.
Much has followed. You know the drill. The passage of time is stunning and what many of us have endured, quite sobering. This is worth thinking about, not in terms of earning martyr merit badges but to understand what we have learned about the need for resilience and patience. My skills for the former are more polished than my history of projecting patience.
It should not be seen as self-serving to say we have become strong, even if we did not start out that way. Many people living with a multitude of threatening illnesses must realize all of us are much stronger than we imagined we could be. I think sometimes we surprise ourselves. Not much about my health scares me anymore. Been there, done that.
The downside of enduring so much is how much it has to sadden anybody. So many have lost so much, and there is no way to gloss over that reality. I am fully aware of how important my family is, not for the practical everyday assistance they offer but for the comfort of the unqualified love they offer.
I am lucky. I cannot speak for anyone else. So far, I am OK, though I frequently wake up wondering if today will be the day. Flares seem to come in the night. We have been condemned to a life of uncertainty, knowing that progressive diseases progress, and there is more to come. So what have we learned?
I have elevated my tolerance for living with ambiguity. I have learned what is most important to me. I do not to sweat the small stuff. And on and on. I am reminded of a wonderful quote from Aeschylus. “He who learns must suffer. And even in our sleep pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart, and in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom to us by the awful grace of God.”
We are not alone.