I was very concerned when I was diagnosed with MG that I may not be able to travel any more. In September I decided to try. Not knowing what to expect, I reserved wheelchairs at the airports. That was a really good decision. I was self conscious when other travelers looked at me. Although I could walk to the wheelchair and board the plane, the long distances down corridors and standing in line just wore me out. I was determined to save my strength and energy for my vacation! I didn't care what people thought! Then, when our return flight landed very late at Dulles, my wheelchair was not there. The Flight Attendant told me it was on it's way. All the other passengers were loaded into the "People Carrier" to be taken to the main terminal to clear Customs, and some were hoping to catch their connecting flights. The "Carrier" could not leave until ALL passengers and crew were aboard, which meant I was holding everyone up! I offered to walk on my own, but the Flight Attendant told me all connecting flights were already gone, anyway. The wheelchair showed up after 5-10 minutes, and the looks I got as I was wheeled in were dreadful. I just wanted to scream "I HAVE MG!!" I was wheeled over a mile to meet my transportation. I was so happy I waited for the wheelchair! I'm thinking about getting a T Shirt "Ask me about MG" to wear when traveling. We need to spread the word. I refuse to stop traveling! After all, rest and relaxation is the best medicine for MG!
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