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He had MS

The specialist nodded “I’m sorry”

All night he’d lain in bed preparing hi itself Yet he shook Anyto strike, for a tornado to rip his were possible and expected in this horrible nightmare

This had to be a nightmare

God, he hoped it was only a nightmare

He couldn’t have a debilitating disease Not him Not when he had so ive to Liz

MS

He shuddered His stomach churned His heart sank

Fate couldn’t be this cruel

Could it?

He closed his eyes and forced hiether Forced his emotions under control Well, not control, but the closest he could e He doubted he’d ever feel in control of his body, his life, again

Steeling hiaze “What does this mean, exactly? What should I expect?”

Did he even want to know? With the way things had gone thus far, perhaps he shouldn’t ask Perhaps ignorance was bliss Before seeing Larry, he’d known so but hadn’t felt this heavy sense of i doom

“Since this is your first known exacerbation, it’s difficult to say As you probably already know, symptoms vary from individual to individual just as the course of the disease varies It’s possible this exacerbation could go away tomorrow and you won’t have another episode for decades” Dr Winters shrugged “Maybe never”

“It’s also possible that this is only the tip of the iceberg, that what I’ into reo into remission at all”