Well you know what they say, Humph? It's not the disease a person has but the person a disease has. I think when MS picked you it picked the wrong lady. Maybe your experience with your mom and teaching at a black college was preparation for your MS. I know you don't want it but just perhaps you've been able to weather the storm because of your experience. In a strange way you may be fortunate. You don't know how many people have benefited from your experience.
On the other hand being given an option would have been nice, no?
I know a guy who is a para Olympian and one hell of a great guy. I was once at a conference when I saw him heading toward an elevator in his manual chair while pulling a large suitcase on rollers. I knew there was no way the elevator door was going to wait on him and his suitcase to enter before it closed. I yelled to him to hold up, I'd help, as I sprinted across the lobby to grab the elevator door. Without a thought he responded over his shoulder as he continued toward the open elevator door, "I've got it; this ain't my first day."
