Multiple sclerosis is stupid. It’s frustrating and
aggravating and irritating and inconvenient – especially for the person who
actually has it.
OK, maybe living with
an MSer brings some added challenges.
We can be energetic and active and fully engaged and
productive at times – and pretty much spent at others.
We get it.
The unpredictability
of MS might be difficult for others to understand.
We may need others to pitch in occasionally, especially on
our tougher days. And we are certainly grateful for those who are willing to
pick up the slack at such times.
On our better days, we hope to return the
favor.
But if I had a nickel for every time I heard this lament, I’d
be … well, wealthy.
“You and your stupid
M.S.!”
C’mon, that’s just mean.
Like anyone with MS, I agree that it is a stupid disease.
But it’s not our fault.
And we are truly sorry if our chronic medical condition
rains on anyone’s proverbial parade, whether that happens often or hardly ever.
Does an MS warrior really deserve such an attack?
Here’s a little
secret: MS is no picnic for us, either.
No one has to handle us with kid gloves.
Most MSers are not afraid to talk about multiple sclerosis
or to try to find ways to cope more fully with this MaliciouS MonSter. Many of
us would like nothing more than to carry our own weight in life – and more.
But if we’re not carping constantly about our own disease,
then do onlookers really have license to do so?
Ask me tomorrow – when I might feel better. No, wait. I’ll probably be too busy playing chore and workload catchup to answer.
Ask me tomorrow – when I might feel better. No, wait. I’ll probably be too busy playing chore and workload catchup to answer.
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