Tuesday, September 30, 2025

Make It Hurt Now While I Still Have a Chance

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Renowned neurologist Rock Heyman practices out of the University of Pittsburgh Medical Center’s Multiple Sclerosis Care Center. In the Appalachian region, he has been the gold standard for over 30 years. I met with him in early 2001, in search of a confirmation or second opinion of my MS diagnosis. The US Army and the VA Healthcare System were my only points of reference. Expressing satisfaction with my diagnosis and treatment, he confirmed everything in my record from the prior 18 months. I left his office with one word of wisdom. He cautioned me to stay with the VA, as its continuity of care and tracking of my progression will be valuable when my MS gets worse. Without giving it much thought, except to “stay put,” I took his advice, enjoying the continuity of healthcare across four states.

Then my MS got worse… The full scope of Dr. Heyman’s consult struck me a few days ago.

Compared to last year, my symptoms have progressed, much as they have if I look back 2/5/10 years. The primary issues are weakness and debilitation throughout my left side. I fight its progression with medication, rehabilitation, diet, and exercise, having documented significant improvements in some areas. But, multiple sclerosis is an incessant ice pick. It will never stop. It will never quit. Two or three setbacks stack up against every improvement.

My dedication to fighting against the debilitating effects of multiple sclerosis only strengthens every time my body weakens. For them is my focus, even if that mission is circular.

This realization does not change my plan; it only strengthens my resolve. My September 15 report, The Aftermath of Bike MS, detailed why I overdo it:

“The longer answer is because it’s one of the things I can still do. I can’t run. I can’t jump. I can’t ride a bicycle. I can’t even ride my recumbent trike out on the street. I used to be left-handed, but it really doesn’t work anymore. I can’t snap my fingers. I can clap. I can’t lift my arm over my head. I can’t button my shirt. I can’t hold a piece of food and cut it with a knife. I can’t lift a glass of water to my lips. I don’t have enough control and coordination to consider myself right-handed, but I switched a handful of those skills to the other side. If it requires two hands, I probably can’t do it. What I can do, I embrace with as much grit as possible. I plop my body down in the safety of my garage and pedal at a hard, constant pace until the measuring stick says I can stop. I sit at my computer and share my story into a microphone that transcribes the words for me. The next infection I battle could make everything worse. The next fall, accident, or other injury might raise my debilitation to a whole new level. If I don’t face that challenge, secondary progressive multiple sclerosis will continue to chip away at my form and function. When I can no longer do those things, I will figure out another way to do those things. That’s the first reason I ride. For me.”

Like I said, for them is my focus, even though the mission is circular. I’m them.

My body is beat up and will worsen. I’m okay with that since it turned me into a damn walking (for the moment), talking, writing, riding billboard who can highlight the need for us to find ways to defeat MS before more of them suffer. Instead of asking for donations to support our cause, I’m going to ask for your donations while giving people a reason to say, “Look at what this guy is doing before he can do it anymore.”

My next Bike MS 100-mile Garage Dayz ride will be Tuesday, October 7. I’m going to do too much again for three reasons. First, there’s a good chance I won’t be able to do that same “too much” next year. The second reason is for all my friends who have already reached the point where they can’t ride. Finally, I’m going to take every opportunity I can to put my misshapen, disabled form out there with the message “Please donate to my fundraising before another generation is forced to make our fight their fight!”

This is why I ride.

Thank you for the motivation and support.

With love,

Kevin

Because it is a fight.

The fight is not over and it won’t be over until a cure is found.

It will never stop…nor will we

It will never quit…nor will we

This is why we fight for them!

 

Never Stop… Never Quit…®

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