In the bustling world of digital marketing, juggling tight deadlines, brainstorming sessions, and the occasional toddler tantrum, you'd think I'd have enough on my plate. But add Multiple Sclerosis (MS) into the mix, and life becomes an adventure filled with more twists and turns than a high-heeled sprint through a playground.

Yes, I said high heels and no, I'm not wheeling around in a chair as many would expect.

Surprised? Let's bust some common MS myths together, one wobbly step at a time.

Myth 1: "MS = Wheelchair"

Picture this: You reveal your MS diagnosis, and the room's atmosphere shifts from casual chit-chat to a scene resembling a dramatic movie climax. "But...where's your wheelchair?" they ask, eyes wide with confusion.

Here's the kicker not everyone with MS ends up in a wheelchair. Sure, my strut might occasionally resemble a newborn giraffe's first steps, but MS affects everyone differently.

For some, it's about fatigue that hits harder than my toddler's bedtime resistance. For others, it's invisible symptoms that play hide and seek. So next time you meet someone with MS, remember our challenges are as unique as our footwear, just far less visible.

Myth 2: "People with MS Can't Work"

Now, let's tackle the work conundrum. "You work? But you have MS!" Yes, Karen, I work. MS might throw a spanner in the works with its unpredictable guest appearances, but it doesn't mean we're all signing off for good.

With a bit of flexibility, understanding from my clients, and maybe a sneaky mid-day power nap many of us continue to rock our careers. In fact, juggling MS has honed my multitasking skills to such an extent that managing a digital marketing campaign feels like a walk in the park albeit sometimes a slightly wobbly walk.

Myth 3: "MS is an Old Person's Disease"

Last but certainly not least, let's chat about age. "Aren't you a bit young for MS?" If I had a pound for every time I've heard that, I'd be sipping cocktails on a beach instead of debating with Seb over the aerodynamic qualities of peas.

MS doesn't check your ID at the door. It's like that uninvited party guest who shows up regardless of whether you're in your 20s, 30s, or beyond. And while we're on the subject, let's retire the term "old person's disease" altogether, shall we? Age is just a number, and MS doesn't play favourites.

So, there you have it, folks a glimpse into the life of someone navigating the high seas of MS with a toddler in tow and a penchant for impractical footwear. It's a journey filled with challenges, sure, but also with moments of triumph, laughter, and an endless supply of resilience.

And the next time someone wonders about my missing wheelchair, I'll just smile and say, "It's parked next to my collection of high heels. Care for a race?"