Remembering to Relax Despite MS
Even before I was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis I remember how hard it was to keep up with everything and still find moments of calm joy. Now, post diagnosis, finding the time and the calm is even more difficult.
I feel like the world expects so much of us now. Gone is the time where life was based upon sustenance and survival. These days we are expected to be, to do, so much more. If we are not financially stable, level headed, deep thinking, highly athletic, nutritionally balanced, well dressed, happy, child raising people with loads of free time, a nice house and car and money in the bank for exciting vacations, then society will find a way to snub us and mark us as failures.
Our society is not structured for people to have time to breathe, let alone have room for a disease that sneaks in and steals energy and abilities. So I ask you, how do we relax?
I am still struggling with my time management. I still have days, like yesterday and today, where I deeply feel like I am not enough now, nor will I ever be.
And while I realize this is beginning to sound very much like I am looking for your pity, I do feel it is important to say, "This is my struggle and I know that I am not alone in facing it every day."
We still push forward though, don’t we?
Waking up every morning, we face the same sunlight and realize that the world does not stop spinning. We will not have a day where time stops passing; every moment is precious and moving, whether we contribute to it or not.
One Thing at a Time
Last Friday should have been simple, but in life things go wrong. My son was having a campout in our backyard for his 13th birthday party that evening.
That situation looks simple on the surface, and it should have been. However, I decided to trim one of our cat's nails that morning and he bit me.
The bite was really deep, so I had to go to urgent care and get a tetanus shot and an antibiotic. Tetanus shots give me the creeps because the last MS relapse I had came two weeks after the last time I was given this particular vaccine. I am not, by any means, an anti-vaxer, nor do I really believe that there is a causation between the two events. The shot just gives me the creeps, is all, and I had that on my mind for the rest of the day.
Either way, hours of our time were now wasted at yet another doctor’s appointment and not spent on doing all of the things that needed to be done in order to be ready for the party.
After urgent care, my son and I rallied. We decided to just knock some of the pre-part extra errands and chores off of our to do list and go out for a nice lunch. Lunch was wonderful. The time was peaceful and I was able to sit for a few minutes and take stock of the man that my son is becoming.
After we finished eating, we returned home and readied our house for the party. My son is a great helper and hard worker, he really took the reigns and made everything doable.
Dinner time came and went, the boys enjoyed a fun evening of chasing each other around our yard with their nerf guns. The noises of their battle yells were tied together with the sounds of crickets and cicadas in the warm air. I like the peace that comes with a summer night.
