“What do you think it might be Doctor? I’m terrified it’s something horrible- like MS.” I looked my patient straight in her tear-filled blue eyes in the same way you are told to focus on a single spot when you are spinning around as a kid, so you don’t fall over. I knew I'd lose my emotional balance if I dropped her gaze for a second. I could already see my reflection in her eyes. Several months earlier, days before we celebrated my son’s first birthday, I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis- a degenerative neurological condition- at the age of 34.
"What do you think it is Doctor?"
Love this Clara! Congrats 👏