I was going to go to work today until I stepped outside. The rain felt like pellets my friend use to shoot at me when we were young. Its hard to explain the sense of dread when my MS takes over. I crawled into bed thinking I could sleep but the chills had taken hold of me.  The cover moving against my skin was like sandpaper grinding against me. I hope my boss understands tomorrow but you never know. The stress of my boss, the bills, the supplies for school and then my son begging to come home after three days is just more than my body could take. I hope for a better day tomorrow.