Strangely it was the opposite for me. I suffered with bizarre symptoms for over a year before the doctors were able to tell me I had MS. Putting a name on the problem was a bit of a relief. I hated the uncertainty. Knowing it was MS meant I could finally move on from the worrying and get on with dealing with the problem.

I had a bad headache. Went to the hospital and they found on my MRI a "tumor" So I elected to had a Craniotomy. It was an MS Lesion. I cried a lot at the diagnosis. But living with MS sucks for me bigger than when I was diagnosed.