Today I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis. It is both unbelievable and also made total sense. I guess I have and wanted to dismiss MS as a possibility. I felt that because my uncle had MS, that I wouldn't because it is rare. Only 400,000 people in the United States have MS and only 20,000 people are diagnosed each year so it seemed more likely that it was something else. Quite honestly, the idea of having MS scared the living daylights out of me. I remember being 8 or 9 years old and going to meet my uncle for the first time. He lived close to 300 miles away from me and it was a 5-hour trip north to see him. I remember my grandmother coaching me and preparing me along the way. When I saw him for the first time the gravity and severity of his disability hit me. I was worried for him and sad that he was unable to move. He died in 1998 shortly after he suffered a 2nd stroke due to complications of multiple sclerosis. Those memories of that visit ...