MS: You Can’t Find A Cure If You’re Quiet

I remember the day I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis like it was yesterday. I was alone. I knew the news wasn’t good judging by the tone of the nurse who was on the phone. She didn’t want to tell me the results of my MRI. She wanted me to come in and talk to my family doctor. Well, I am a journalist, so I can push pretty hard for answers. She put me on hold to ask my doctor if she could tell me the results. He wasn’t thrilled about it, but he told her she could tell me.…