D-day (is that appropriate?)

Last night I got kinda emotional.... again (but really only having two break downs through this is not bad at all) and I know it was just because I was tired. I went to R.S. to teach a class I signed up to do 3 months ago on how to make birds nest necklaces and I think I did too much. I came home and was just so sore and tired, and embarrassed for the way I looked and sounded, and the way my hands would shake and not function properly. It was hard because I love making birds nest necklaces and it made me think of all the things I love (and that help me feel better) that will be so hard to do now.... leather work, zen doodling, painting, rendering, painting walls and furniture, and to a much lesser extent looking pretty (but Don and I have been brainstorming ways we can still have nice family pictures, they will just have to be themed so I can have my eyes covered... we are thinking pirates, international spies, jail profile pictures and so on, so this could really be a good thing). My sweet and amazing husband was there to hold me, to listen to me, and to cheer me up. We played a fun game... Who can find the best 90's love ballad to describe our relationship? I cheated and chose Faithfully by Journey (who can't win with that one?) but I think Don took the cake when he chose Amazed by Lonestar. I found it funny that we spoke to each others music genre instead of our own... I chose classic rock for him and he chose country for me (we are just so good together!). So all in all I went to bed happy after my sweet husband made me smile, held me, and we ate a whole bag of mint m&m's.

This morning we go back to the Neurologist... we will drop Leigha off at school and head straight for the hospital. I am calling today D Day, I don't know if it is appropriate (most likely not) but for me I am really hoping it is Diagnosis Day. I hate to say I am scared because that leaves less room for faith, so I will say that I am nervous about what the verdict will be. Do I really want myasthenia gravis? No, I really do not. Can I live with myasthenia gravis? I absolutely can, and still be happy and live a full life. So this is me stating to the world and to myself that: NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS, I KNOW IT IS RIGHT AND I CAN HANDLE IT!!!!

I have a lot of questions that I hope will be answered in just one short hour.... thank you again for all the prayers on me and my families behalf... we love you!