I used to be normal. Just a regular guy with a wife and kids. Helping out with the sho
pping, a family trip to the park to play ball—these were everyday events, hardly a blip on my radar screen. Then everything changed. At the age of 34, I discovered I had M.S. Like a thief in the night, the M.S. stole my happiness. I went from a healthy adult who can walk on his own feet to a cripple in a wheelchair. A cripple who cannot do anything for himself. Continue reading I’ll Pay You Back, I Promise!
