On an unusually warm and bright afternoon, April 8th, 2010, I walked out of a neurologist's office in New York's Hudson Valley with the answer to a question that had plagued me for over five years - what was happening to my mind? A series of black and white photographs provided the key, as slices of my brain revealed the characteristic plaques indicative of Multiple Sclerosis.
This wasn't my idea of how life was supposed to turn out. After having graduated West Point only the previous summer, I was supposed to be on my way to an Army unit, starting a career that my diagnosis would only threaten. However, knowing the answer, knowing what to do and where to go is far more preferable to the status-quo of eternal limbo.
I'm young, too young for this - it wasn't supposed to happen this way. When you're eight (or eighteen), looking at your life and thinking, "What do I want to be when I grow up?" non-curable degenerative illnesses don't enter your mind. I had so many plans, so many futures, and now I have to fight for them even more than before. But that's okay - I never got anything in life without a fight, without a struggle to beat the overwhelming odds.
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