I like to think I'm a "semi"normal person. Today however, I thought to myself, "I wonder if everybody thinks about their MS as often in a day's time as I do."
When I wake up, I lie there. For that first few precious seconds I really don't feel like I have anything wrong. Then I move. Spill my water on my way to shutting off the alarm clock, not being able to feel the tag in my sweatshirt to know if it's insideout or backwards (my hands are numb for the most part), dropping my toothbrush, wrestling with my curling iron, TRYING to put on makeup (I usually look like marilyn manson by the time I'm done), droping my coffee cup, keys, gloves, sliding off the door handle to the car, oh I could go on and on.... (don't ask about the unfortunate clash of the cell phone and the mud puddle
) by then I'm usually pretty ticked at myself and the world in general. Heck of a way to start the day huh?
I have tried to adjust my attitude & even get up eariler to allow for TONS of time so as not to rush, never changes how things go. I just try to do more things that usually remind me just how badly my hands don't feel. They work, (I know, that is a positive) but geeeeesh.
I work so I have an entire day of dropping phones, pens, papers, banging my hands on corners, stubbing my toes, here again I could go on......
I come home and just want to go to bed. I'm tired from being me all day. I actually was invited to go (yes indeedie doo) BOWLING
a couple weeks back. I laughed and politely declined (this person has no clue I have MS BTW) but you know, I use to bowl in three legues a week, how I long for the day.....
So is it just me??? Am I obsessing??? How do ya'll get over/through this phase??? I know it doesn't get any better, the Dr told me this is as good as it gets for me. How do ya'll do it?? At this point cranking the tunes and singing my lungs out on the way to work does pep me up some, till I can't get the back door open to go in at work!! HAHA.