I am Cured
28 March 2017
The silent metronome that has been tirelessly diminishing my being has finally been ceased. On 27 March 2017 it was formally terminated as the timekeeper of my existence. Since then my body has been charged with the opportunity to reinstate back towards my former pre-MS self. It is doing so with fervour.
I write this with great trepidation. I am into a new world of mystery, exciting, yet powerfully daunting. MS is an insatiable disease, it takes, does not give back.
What I sound out here is the awakening of my body’s reinstatement. My recovery has unashamedly started with the return of simple pleasures recently lost, so I write this in the utmost of confidence.
In the last months simple activities had final surrendered to MS and discharged from my existence for all eternity. Drinking consecutive gulps of water, grinding pepper, climbing into my daughters bed for a good night read, then swinging into my bed for a cuddle with my wife.
Tomorrow will dawn an exciting day of deliverance as bit by bit my losses are returned.
Good night Moscow