"MS Can Take a HIKE!!"
Those are words I said in an unguarded moment sometime last month when I was visiting my primary doctor because of bronchitis. I was coughing up a storm, could hardly breathe due to the spasms caused by the irritation in my lungs, and was hacking up the grossest globs of opaque gunk you’ve ever seen come out of a lung.
In addition to checking up on my current state of (un)health, she asked about how my MS was going.
“MS can take a hike!” is what I replied.
