My children have only ever known me as their Mum with Multiple Sclerosis (MS). I was diagnosed 14 years before my first child was born and, although I was physically very well for the first few years of my children’s lives, they claim they can’t remember me not having MS symptoms. I have always been the limping Mum who uses crutches and a scooter, the exhausted Mum who benefits from a daily sleep and the Mum who has to adapt her daily activities to accommodate her chronic illness.
MS is a huge part of our life as a family and, perhaps because of this, I see it as my role to support and educate my children in understanding what MS is. I also hope to reassure them through my actions that, although the disease can be awful to live with, we can learn so much from it as well.
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