There's no other way to say it. I'm scared. And the funny thing is, I'm not scared I may have MS. In fact, it's quite liberating. Why? Because I'll have no more excuses. No, more "maybe tomorrows." No more "I'll do that somedays." When my retina specialist first said these two little letters to me--MS--I … Continue reading “Ruling things out” — I have something I hate to admit. →