I was the first to know that it was EM, based on the fact that every single symptom fit it and, nothing else. But for me, there’s a difference between knowing it and, KNOWING it. When I finally got the official diagnosis from my neurologist, saw it in writing, it was a terrible thing. I had assumed that when EM was confirmed that, I would feel some sense of relief. Instead, I felt a grief and a frustration that, I had not before.