Its official.
I just got home from the ER. Its official - I have MS. I'm devastated and wondering how this could happen. I know I'll be ok, but everything is going to change now. My whole life is going to be completely different. I have to use a wheelchair, walker, arm crutches, or whatever the doctor orders me to use and writes a prescription for. The ER doc is going to call my primary doc this afternoon and order him to order an emergency MRI of my brain and back/spinal cord. They couldn't do the MRI in the ER. But if my condition rapidly progresses, I'm to come right back to the hospital and they're going to admit me.
@arica_therrien , you now need to sit down, breathe and take stock of what's been said to you. Just take your time as this sin't a race. Talk of a wheelchair, walker, arm crutches is very premature and may not feature in your life. I have to question this diagnosis. Were you formally diagnosed or was it suggested as a possible diagnosis? The reason I ask is that a diagnosis of MS must fulfil the McDonald Criteria (https://www.mstrust.org.uk/a-z/mcdonald-criteria), which relies on MRI evidence. What tests did they perform prior to this diagnosis? So, please don't assume that your life is over now. MS id now a different condition from what it was 20, even 10 years ago!
@stumbler The ER doctor wants my primary physician to order an MRI on me to confirm the diagnosis, but he said everything he's seen and heard from me today gives him a strong feeling its MS. However, I still can't get in to see my primary doctor until next month, and he won't order an MRI until I see him. His office told me the ER should've ordered the MRI, but the ER doctor said they don't do that in the ER. So I'm going back and forth. As for the wheelchair, walker, etc., this is to help me get around the house because I can barely walk. Our bedrooms are upstairs and trying to get up the steps is a joke. As much as I hate the thought of sitting in a wheelchair, at least I'd have a way to get around without having to drag myself or rely on my weak legs to hold me up or move, until I can see my doctor.