There is so much wisdom in this reply, it's a beautiful consolidation of how to survive an awful diagnosis/prognosis.
I completely agree that many doctors are practicing a form of voodoo. The consultant who diagnosed my hubby gave him a terrible and tragic prognosis (3-5 years), which I have long called bone-pointing (or complete bs, depending on my mood). I think it's bordering on criminal that they can do this with carte blanche. If anyone within the complementary/alternative fields behaved like this they would be prosecuted and deemed a dangerous quack. But doctors, they have free range. It is an abuse of power.
Your words on support groups is absolutely true in my experience. We bumped into the head of our regional Parkinson's group in the supermarket by total chance. In our innocence we started chatting about optimistic treatments (nothing as left field as TMS

), and she turned on her heel and marched out while my husband was mid-sentence. We laughed but her actions betray how much some people love their illness and the identity it gives them. Scary stuff.
I love hearing about your relative with MS. Such a fantastic approach to life. People like her are the everyday heroes and angels in life. I have such admiration for that spirit.
It is a shame that 'miraculous' recoveries aren't front page news worldwide. My cynical side suspects this is because a fighting spirit can't be patented but I also acknowledge that there are no incurable diseases only incurable people. Somewhere in the world, someone has recovered from the most wretched condition. I personally know one man who became wheelchair bound but who fought it like a good 'un. It is with great relish that he described the day
he walked into his consultants office to say Sayōnara. Apparently his doctor was struck dumb. That must have been an exquisite moment.
In a longitudinal study into Alzheimer's where a small group were assisted through a healing program, it was sadly noted that the sole reason a couple of people failed to improve was non-compliance. This blows my mind. I totally empathise with issues like fatigue or confusion complicating matters but flat-out non-compliance really makes me wonder how and why people surrender autonomy. Isn't your one precious life worth cherishing enough that you fully embrace one last hurrah?
I'm also tickled pink by the related studies of positive deviance. These are the wild-hearted beauties who give their prognosis the two-fingured salute and go on to defy all the odds. My boy is on this track. Screw the alternatives. Bury me standing and all that!
You are so right. There is hope and there is so much you can do to improve your lot. It doesn't have to devolve into Us vs. Them either. It took us around 8 years to find a great team of nurses and therapists who are simply brilliant and work in harmony with our goals.
One lass closed a Skype session with us by saying that they are professionally bound to offer advice and services commensurate with current NHS standards but privately they do cartwheels when people like us come along. That definitely qualifies as hope.
Caulfield, I wish you all the health, happiness and love that your sweet body can hold. Thanks for being such a great supporter and light-bearer.
Plum x