Apparently my child thinks I am a 95 year-old woman when in all his six years of knowledge tells me after he sees a commercial that I need Lifeline and I can get it because I "fall a lot". Multiple Sclerosis has changed my life drastically and I am not even sure how to deal but I am definitely not ready for that. Even the thought is so morbid I struggle...If I fall THAT hard where I can't get up, I don't wanna get up. Let me die. A button to alert authorities? Absolutely not. I probably shouldn't think that way, but I do. MS is great. It is very tough. When my NP first told me the diagnosis and how expensive MS is; I told her, we could end it for cheap with a bullet and a shotgun. I still feel that way, a year later. Too bad, I think I'm supposed to learn something out of all this. I don't know but a Lifeline NOT it.
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