What's the point?

Honestly, I can't say I have one. A point, that is, for this blog. I don't have anything special or amazing to say, nor do I have an audience to say it to.

I was diagnozed with multiple sclerosis in 2004. Since then the most dramatic events in my life haven't had anything to do with MS. I graduated from college. I got married. I had a baby. None of those were because of, or even inspite of, my multiple sclerosis. So far MS hasn't even been a supporting actor in my life. It would barely make the credits.

But there's always that phrase -- "so far." There's always the possiblity that MS will make itself known, and in a big way, in the future. I'm not after a second college degree, and I'm plenty happy with the first husband. But what about the second pregnancy? What about life in my 30s and beyond? I'm only 27, so I have a whole lot of time left for MS to make a mess.

That's not the point. There is no point. I just figure that if I'm going to have a life-altering disease (with or without the altering part), I might as well use it as my muse.