I was thinking that we all know how when we have the flu or a bad chest cold, how we just relish and wait for the illness to go away. We look forward to those days when we can “be ourselves” again.
I tried so hard to look at MS like this, so hopeful that one day I would wake up and and “be myself” again. For me, that means that I would have feelings in my fingers, no tingling and numb legs, the strength to work all day like the Duracell bunny, cog-fog would disappear, I’d stop dropping what I pick up, I’d be able to separate Ziplock bags, and to multi-task and achieve my list of “to -dos” everyday.
Realization: that is NOT going to happen.
Now I have to get used to this “new self” and ask for more help. That is a humbling experience. Don’t get me wrong; I am not depressed about my “new self”, but acceptance has taken more than 26 months of hard work. I work on this “head journey” every day, so thank you for your patience: unlike the flu and a bad chest cold, MS does not go away.
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