Thank you everyone for your advise and words of encouragement. And thank you for remembering me. I guess I came here to sob on someone's shoulder. But venting some frustration made me feel better. I have to clarify that I'm not angry at my husband. We don't have any problems or quarrels. I truly love him and respect him. But I see that his demanding career is taking a toll on him. He is so physically and emotionally worn out when he comes home that I don't want to be another source of stress for him. I know he wants to just block out the outside world and watch football or play with the kids. He wants to have the meals I cook for him and live in a perfect bubble. I'm sure most husbands want that utopia. So I don't let him know how I'm really feeling.
He's told me that as I kept developing symptoms he started to go into denial. He didn't want to believe that it could be MS. He has a hard time dealing with this stuff. So whatever his issue is, I just let it be. I just have to take care of whatever needs to be done. And I know my mil does love me and she is worried. She tends to jump to conclusions. She automatically thought I'd be in a wheelchair and the kids would suffer. Everyone around me thought I was going to rapidly deteriorate and I was reassuring everyone that I'm ok. So anyways, they've all chilled out a bit now. I didn't mean to make my family sound mean or cruel. In the early days of my diagnosis, there was some panic and everyone dealt with things in their own ways. I just needed someone to tell me I'd be ok. Instead I got everyone expressing their love through fear.