I hadn’t been living with MS for long, when I began to realise it didn’t play by rules. In fact, it seemed there weren’t many certainties at all. Sometimes this brought good news: the disease might not be very disabling and there could be good, stable periods. But there was no guarantee of this. Soon after my diagnosis in 2010, I began to realise that I wasn’t able to predict what might happen tomorrow or five years from now. Any clear, straightforward path into the future had disappeared. Instead ahead lay changeable, rough terrain in which it was difficult to see far ahead, to know which way to turn for the best, or when danger would hit. And a place in which many of…