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A war cry broke out, “Attack, take no prisoners”. The war was raging on inside while on the out side things were the same as usual. No one noticed anything different until it was too late.

The first casualty were the legs this time; they just couldn’t hold the fort. The enemy got though the blockade. The loss was great. The casualties were higher. At least three days in hospital. Retreat was no option they had to go on they had a war to win.

The body gathered all it’s forces to head of the advance of the attack. The battlefield was covered with antibodies no stone was let unturned. This was the fight to end all fights. They must win at all cost, they couldn’t afford another defeat. Time was of the essence if we were going to win it had to be now.

Reports where coming in from all around the body, legs were down then the bladder. Mass damage was reported and there wasn’t much hope of recovery on it’s own. This was the time to call in the big guns. The death gas surrounded the enemy and recovery was now on the way. The prognosis was looking good, recovery rate was slow. The future was unknown, there was going to be more battles to be won, some more intense than others. But never the less the body goes marching on. Then it happened again and the horrors of war lifts it’s ugly head once again. We go to battle to win at all cost.

This is how we all feel at least once during the time that we have Sour bodies take on different forms and we are constantly fighting ourselves. The feelings we have emotionally, sometimes the fight just goes out of all of us. The battle to remain positive regardless of what lays a head becomes our main focus. Life is a battle whether we have MS or not and we never give up the will to live, we just do it differently. Remember no matter what happens there is still a future that lays ahead full of challenges, that we can attack full on.