No radiohead song titles can describe this post...

Today started off as a horrible day. I woke up ready to drown myself in my own sadness, which I did for the first few hours. I wept, I yelled, I felt everything.

I allowed the majority of today to be an opportunity to examine everything about myself-- what has happened to my once solid and strong emotions, and also to get a clear mind about is happening to my body. Although my disability is not what it may be one day, it is still so frightening... and painful.

Today I also worried about college. I was nervous about my parents paying the outrageous out- of -state tuition, worried I'd be too sick to stay up there, etc. Then a sweet friend, Alicia Harrell, told me about how I can get tuition money through the Georgia Department of Labor Rehabilitation. Isn't that a sign? Thanks Alicia...

All in all this was a much harder day than I had expected it would be. I'm anxious about my appointment Thursday; hoping I can get the answers I want/need, and also praying that my new specialist knows exactly how my kind of MS works and will keep me alive and in good shape WITHOUT anymore disability.