It was a Friday in the end of March 2007 and I was about 4 months pregnant with the little man. I woke up that morning with pins and needles from the chest and down. Thought I'd call the maternity ward and ask if there were any reason to worry. As we were off on Easter holiday to Denmark the next day, they wanted me to have a scan just to make sure everything was fine. It was and I was told the pins and needles probably were from the baby pressing on some nerves. Well then, no need to think more about that.
A couple of days later a little black spot appeared in front of my right eye. Annoying but I drew no connection between that and the pins and needles. A week and a half later we were back home in London. The pins and needles had gone but the black spot in front of my eye was still there. What to do...? I should really get it checked out shouldn't I? My friend and I were out shopping on my day off and passed an optician, I thought let's ask if they can see anything before ringing the doctor. The optician was very nice and helpful bit he said he would strongly advise me to go to the eye hospital in Queens Square straight away. Puzzled, we left. My friend said she'll come with me so she could look after the princess (who was 20 months old at the time) so off we went and waited for hours when we got there. I was finally seen by a doctor and told it's inflamation on the optic nerve. It would go away by itself but would I kindly come back in 1 or 2 weeks time to see their neurologist. Thought it was a bit strange but got an appointment the following Friday.
I arranged for the princess to be looked after, turn down my husbands offer to come with me. I don't really see the need and won't have him using a holiday to come with me. That Friday afternoon, I wished I'd said "Yes, you can come".
I saw the neurologist. He's very nice (he had even been to the little town in Denmark I'm from) but he was also very sorry to inform me that I had MS. He couldn't say 100% before I had a MRI scan but he was 99% sure. I left, called my husband to tell him and cried my eyes out. I put on my sunglasses and with a knot in my tummy and tears running down my cheeks I then took the underground home to my little princess, her daddy (my soulmate) with a message that changed our lives.
We moved to my home town in Denmark in the end of November that year 2007 and have lived a fantastic and happy life since. No it's not always easy and MS sucks but we do try and get the best out life despite me having MS. Yes, I'm disabled (handicapable as I like to call it) but first of all, I am a mummy with a fantastic family!