Multiple
sclerosis is profoundly inconvenient. The MS MonSter can cause all sorts of
mishaps, including sudden tumbles and stumbles. I cannot count the number of
times I have been jogging or strolling or even standing still, only to find
myself suddenly flat-out on the ground, looking up at the sky.
Hey, it happens.
Only that’s not what happened to me today.
I laced on my
sneakers, grabbed the leash, and stepped outside for a jog with my dog. (I’ve
committed to a somewhat ambitious mileage total, at least by my standards, for
the year. So I need to get out there as much as possible, especially on
days when the Upper Midwest’s version of Old Man Winter isn’t too wicked.) With
the best intentions, we loped down the road towards a nearby industrial park to
knock off a few miles.
Around mile two,
a big truck rumbled by, kicking up some gravel along the way. As best as I can
tell, my dog spooked at this commotion and bolted straight at me, knocking me
off my feet. Tangled in the leash, we both toppled to the ground – right there
in the street. She squealed, and I groaned.
We collected
ourselves and limped pitifully homeward.
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I guess I can’t really blame this on MS. Not this
time.
Sure, I woke up
with an MS headache this morning, but that’s sort of a given. I’m also battling
a bout of heightened MS vertigo, and I’ve been dropping all sorts of things (like
keys, pens, silverware, and other stuff) randomly for a few days. Those
tend to be tip-offs that the MS MonSter is lurking in the background.
Still, although
inconvenient MS may often make a convenient excuse for painful mishaps like
falls (and often rightly so), the blame for this particular plunge lies
elsewhere. Right now, she’s pouting by my feet, while I ponder how to mend both
knees on a brand-new and pretty pricey pair of nifty Nike winter stretch running tights.
And I’m thinking:
Once I catch my breath, I’m gonna have to stop at the store and pick up another
bottle of ibuprofen. I’ll be needing that soon.
On the plus side, I did not land on last-year’s fractured wrist. Can we just call that a silver lining?
On the plus side, I did not land on last-year’s fractured wrist. Can we just call that a silver lining?
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