While walking out of Victoria General Hospital (with a cane) after my first MRI, I got a call from the hospital. They were already ready with results, and it had only been 20 minutes since my scan. They said to 18-year-old me over the phone, "Miss Wade, we believe you have MS."
When I was given the news, I remember just folding into myself and being embraced by my mum. We were barely out of the hospital, just about to reach the parking lot, and this news hit us like a ton of bricks.
With teary eyes and while still very spacey from Ativan I was given for the MRI, I turned to my mum and said,"Go big or go home, right?" We laughed, and I knew I was going to be alright.
Sure, circumstances in my life may have not been totally ideal over the past 12 years... but I have done so many things in such a short time, and am proud of that!
Here are a few photos from along the way:
These are some of the first photos or moments I thought of as I typed this post, and this is only a glimpse at some of the things I've done, or overcome.
Celebrating the fact that I can currently walk, see, talk, hear and taste. My sensation is still a little funny, but there are little improvements day by day. Feeling grateful, proud, determined and confident that I'll be back to thriving soon enough.
Thank you for all of your love and support along the way!