MS mystery of the day: What Happened?

This morning I woke up to a few mystery bruises. You know, those dark marks on your skin that appear overnight for no apparent reason. I have no idea who I was fighting in my sleep. Maybe an anvil fell on top of me in my dreams. Hey, it could happen. Anything’s possible, right?!

I am always fascinated when things like that happen. I began playing the past few days back in my mind trying to piece together the story of what happened. Most of the time I’m unable to determine exactly what I did. All I know is I went to bed last night and my arm was fine. I woke up this morning and BAM…I’ve been sucker punched and am now the proud owner of a black and blue softball sized bruise on my upper arm and a few small ones on my shin.

Multiple sclerosis comes with a full array of mysteries. I think I wake up to a new one every day. I have to say that I know for a fact the answer to them is not Colonel Mustard in the Library with a Candle Stick. Maybe it was Professor Plum? Or Miss Scarlet?

For now though, today, if anyone asks me what happened I’m going to tell them that some idiot tried to rob me in the middle of the night but due to my quick thinking and amazing skills, I karate chopped him to the ground and sent him to the hospital. Might as well have a little fun with it. It will be interesting to see who actually believes me.

I try to always put a fun spin on the things that happen in my life. If nothing else, it’s entertaining. Besides, I’d much rather laugh than cry.

I’ve been kidnapped before, run over by a tractor, fallen in a pool dressed as a clown and ridden a horse backwards while wearing a flaming hat. If you believe any of that, I have a piece of the moon I can sell you for $100. It even comes signed by ET himself.

Try making today into something fun. Find a laugh in the ordinary, mundane or chaos. Get creative. Enjoy your day regardless of the mess around you. Anything is possible with just a little bit of imagination. This life is so interesting. I always wonder what’s going to happen next.

I gotta go. Cookie Monster is cooking me breakfast and it sounds like he might have mistaken the plates for cookies again. Good morning, good afternoon and good night everyone.