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March 2007

Ihave seen two neurologists in the last three weeks. My first appointment was with my interim neurologist at the MS Clinic. This visit was a downer for me. I guess my expectations had been too high. The doctor was obviously expecting a quick, straightforward follow-up appointment, not a woman with all sorts of questions about her diagnosis and the efficacy of her medication. I was hoping for some advice, counsel, even an opinion. Instead, he seemed hesitant to give comment about anything. He briefly went over the results from the MRI I had at the end of January, but couldn’t tell me anything except that the MRI doesn’t indicate whether the Betaseron has slowed the course of disease at all. I left feeling completely inadequate and unprepared to make a reasonable decision about drug options. I went home tired and deflated, and wanted to throw in the towel and not do another blessed thing toward trying to feel better.

A week later, I saw another neurologist and left the office with a weight lifted off my shoulders. He took the time I needed and gave me a much clearer picture of meds than I’ve had up until now; what they can and cannot accomplish. He doesn’t see any viable options to Betaseron right now, which of course is not what I’d like to hear. But, at least he took me through some of his thought processes about my diagnosis, asked me some questions and talked about why it seems we’re out of options for now. All this to say that I felt free to make the decision to quit meds, at least for a time, and walked away with peace of mind. Thank you Jesus, Prince of Peace.

Love,

Colleen