Well, the next morning the muscles in my "good" left foot were all cramped up, a really bad sign that the nervous system had been impacted. I immediately treated myself with the TENS, the minor "attack" stopped and the symptoms gradually dissipated. However, every time such symptoms arise I know the nervous system is damaged, and the damage accumulates. I must be ever vigilant. At least setbacks never arrive out of the blue, they are always related to some stressful event. (My husband thinks I am too sensitive. He is doubtless right. Nonetheless, I have to deal with it, I can't talk it away.)
I dreamed afterwards of a regiment of ladies dressed exactly the same in haute couture (expensive) wool pink suits. Having redesigned the cut of my suit I was viciously attacked verbally for not having "conformed" to army regulations. I'll call this the army of pink suited ladies. One has to "think" like they do, which is to say accept the party line and not think at all. That's how elites protect themselves and the females are the first to call a renegade to account, conform or be evicted. The dream refers specifically to French elite society in the Provinces to which my so called "friend" belongs. Yuk.
Well, this doesn't exactly have anything to do with MS. It's depressing to know I could have prevented all the damage incurred over the past 20 years. It's depressing as well to see people sucked into the group think of current MS treatment. Well, I should just buck up and get back to work.