I don't know what it is about Texas but it changes a person. I like to believe it changed me into a strong woman capable of taking care of everything, all at once and not loosing any sleep. Ok, so maybe I lost a little sleep.
After moving to Texas we found out that Tim actually has Secondary Progressive MS, roughly and quite frankly translated - he's gonna go down hill at an unknown rate of speed, in an unknown vehicle, on an unknown type of pavement with an unknown destination at the end of the road.
Clear as mud? That's what I thought. (Enter here strong capable woman.) And so the treatments started...Tysabri!
This is when we both changed...for the better or worse? Find out next blog :)
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