This week will mark the tenth anniversary of the day I was told that I had MS, provisionally at least. It had probably been around for longer. I now work a three day week, can walk little more than a kilometre or two without the use of a walking stick and have many and varied cognitive problems, or challenges to put it in a more PC way. Not exactly a litany of good news, is it? Still, after such a long journey without maps and in spite of these issues, I am actually feeling pretty good! Why would that be? A Look Back To look forward sometimes needs a small…