“I can’t move my head,” I thought.
It was 5 a.m. on April 1, and the realization of my full bladder prompted my wakening. But I soon realized I had a more significant issue that only became apparent when I tried to get up and couldn’t. What on earth is this?
“I can’t move my head.” I panicked silently in my thoughts. My oblivious husband lying next to me grunted in his sleep.
I tried to turn my head to the left and then to the right. It was extremely stiff and sent pain flashing down my spine and left shoulder.
I sighed. Not again.
During my first MS relapse seven years ago, which turned out to be my first taste of multiple sclerosis, I woke up with my left side unable to function. Naturally, I panicked that this new situation would be another relapse.
Thinking back to when I was diagnosed, I had become obsessed at the time with new sensations I thought were symptoms. That was understandable, because the doctor who diagnosed me told me to go home and Google MS on my own time to find out what it is, as remarkable as that sounds.
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