“Keep on keeping on” is a mantra of sorts that we usually tell people who are facing trials or challenges. But what happens when a particular trial or challenge seems never-ending? How do you face each day, knowing that it will be full of hardship and obstacles?
Such is the life of people like Rosanne Romero, a wife and mother who was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis over 28 years ago.
Multiple sclerosis, or MS, is a degenerative, debilitating neurological disease with no known cure. Rosanne writes about her life with MS and other topics in Kerygma, an inspirational magazine, and has also authored two books titled Amusing Grace and Amusing Grace: A Second Helping. Here, she shares part of her story with us.
The diagnosis Rosanne still remembers clearly how she was diagnosed with MS.
“I started to see double. I had pins and needles running down the left side of my body,” she shares. “I would black out for a few seconds, like two or three seconds, then the lights would be back again. That's what prompted me to see an orthopedist -- I thought I had a pinched nerve.”
When the doctors told Rosanne that what she had was much worse than a pinched nerve, she was shocked, to say the least.
“I was trying to wrap my brain around being seriously ill,” she recalls. “When the doctor said ‘degenerative and disabling,’ I was angry. But I didn't know who at. I was just upset.
“I didn't tell anyone immediately because I was still trying to grasp it. My girls were still very young then. I had a brother who thought I was making it all up so I kept most of the anger and disappointment to myself.”
Thankfully, Rosanne’s husband, Omy, was “a firm support from the start, although the disease is not easy to understand.”
"My first thought was ‘Disable me? This sickness is going to disable me? Nah… not if I can help it.’
“There were the numerous ‘pray-overs’, and whenever I would be asked if I felt something change and I said ‘no,’ (which was the truth), the people who did the pray-overs were aghast that their gift of healing didn't work in me. So they would say maybe there's sin in my family tree… but there's sin in every family tree, so why am I the one who gets a dreaded disease?”
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I didn't blame anyone, though. I was just too upset at the diagnosis. At that time, I already had a personal relationship with God. So I poured everything out to Him.”