
MARIE L. STALLBAUM
(Photo by Annie Dobb)

IF WE BELIEVE IN OURSELVES and our ability to live well, if we have the determination and perseverance to achieve our personal goals, anything is possible. Yes, multiple sclerosis is an unpredictable disease...,but that’s life.
To say I led an active life before multiple sclerosis would be an understatement. At age three I was placed in ballet, tap, jazz, acrobatics, and swimming and diving classes. When I was nine, my parents decided they couldn’t continue to drive my two brothers and me all over the Chicagoland area for our extracurricular activities so we all had to choose the one we liked best. I decided to specialize in gymnastics.
Several years later, just a week before a state meet, I sustained a left knee injury, which required total knee reconstruction. The doctors said I would never be able to do gymnastics again. I didn’t listen. With sheer determination, I rehabilitated my knee and eventually earned a gymnastic scholarship to the University of Wisconsin in Madison. Just before entering the NCAA scene, I had to have surgery on my right knee. Then, after competing in the NCAA for two years, I sustained a right arm fracture, which required surgical intervention. At that point my gymnastic career came to an end.
Little did I know that these experiences were simply teaching me the perseverance and determination I would so dearly need to deal with MS.
I focused on my nursing studies and became a neonatal intensive care nurse.
I enjoyed the NICU so much that I eventually went into management. The job came with a lot of responsibilities, and I typically put in twelve-hour days. Then I’d go do my workouts.
In June 1994, I started getting headaches, dizziness, double vision, and fatigue. Because I was having new eyeglasses made at the time, I attributed the symptoms to eyestrain. I figured I was just tired and that if I just found time to rest, the symptoms would subside. Even as a healthcare professional, I ignored all the signs and symptoms that something was seriously wrong. I had the glasses remade four times, but the symptoms lasted all summer. My doctor diagnosed migraine headaches.
Months later, the symptoms still persisting, I consulted an ophthalmologist, and he sent me to a neuro-opthalmologist who diagnosed me with MS. I barely even knew what those initials stood for given that my specialty was with infants, but I knew it was a disease that had no cure. I was scared and confused and had no idea how much grieving I’d have to do. I figured I was going to end up in a wheelchair in just a couple of weeks. For me, a person whose life happiness depended upon fitness, this was a death sentence.
The neuro-opthalmologist tried to keep me cheered. He told me to “just keep living your life as you always do” and to come back in two weeks. So that’s what I did. I made my follow-up appointment then headed straight to the gym to work out my frustrations. I worked out as if nothing had changed—pumping weights, running, sweating, determined to show my body the diagnosis was a huge mistake. But working out was futile. I left the gym feeling weak and overwhelmingly fatigued.
Then someone suggested I get a second opinion. In November 1994, I saw a second neurologist. After evaluating my test results he said he could not officially diagnosis me with MS. Of course I was just in remission, but at the time I didn’t
know that. I just felt this huge relief. I told myself I didn’t have MS and never would.
A few months later, my symptoms reappeared, along with complete vision loss in my left eye. That’s when I was officially diagnosed with MS. I was hospitalized immediately and put on steroid therapy.
The first question I asked my neurologist was, “I don’t drink, I don’t smoke, I exercise, I try to eat right, why me?” He explained that this disease does not discriminate. Apparently not. But soon enough I recovered my eyesight and my symptoms started to go away. I was still in the hospital, so I found a stationary bike on the unit and the medical staff allowed me to ride for twenty minutes . . . max. I was also able to do push-ups and sit-ups in my hospital room with discretion.
Once again, I was determined to beat this thing! I committed to eating a totally clean diet, training more intensely, and doing more cardio, but the results were the same. Every time I worked out I’d be down for three days due to the overwhelming fatigue. It took several setbacks but eventually I learned that I couldn’t force my body to be well. I had to listen to it, take responsibility for learning about the disease process, maintain a kind of physical balance that would inspire me to better myself, and just continually search for ways to nurture my spirit and my soul.
In 2001, I decided to compete in fitness at the Las Vegas Bodybuilding, Figure and Fitness Classic. I vowed to get into shape, but this time I would do it the smart way. During training I listened to my body and respected its limits. I just did the best I could. It felt great to be doing what I loved.
All the hard work paid off, because I became the Las Vegas Open Fitness champion! Standing onstage receiving that first place trophy, I knew without a doubt that anything is possible, regardless of life’s adversities. Here are some general fitness pointers for anyone looking to relieve MS symptoms:
demeanor and will assist your therapies to work efficaciously. The human body is a phenomenal machine. A great analogy I like to share is if you owned a Lamborghini, you would not fuel it with low-grade gasoline. Your system deserves first-rate nutrients to run at the top of its game. Health is our wealth. Our bodies are our temples. No one can take that away from us.
Listen to others, share and learn from them. Share your experiences with them, too. We have to believe in ourselves and our ability to live well. If we do, and if we have the determination and perseverance to achieve our personal goals, anything is possible.
For more information, contact Marie at fit4ms@hotmail.com.
