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I have lots of “almosts” in my MS life

Lucy and Linus were talking to their coach, Charlie Brown, at home plate. Kicking the dirt in disgust, Charlie Brown said, “Our team is no good. We have lost every game. There is nothing good about our team!”

“But,” protested Lucy, “Schroder almost hit a home run. And we almost won a couple of games. Once we almost made a double play. Don’t forget that you almost made it to first base before the ball, once.”

“If it’s any consolation, Charlie Brown,” interrupted Linus, “we did lead the league in almosts.”

“Almosts” are part of everyone’s life but living with multiple sclerosis our almosts are a bit different. Some almosts work to our advantage and are even celebrated.

For example, there are times when we almost slip getting out of the shower. Yeah! Or, we almost have an accident while driving our wheelchair… oops. Or, we almost choke while swallowing food, air or saliva… yikes. Or, we almost fall going up the stairs… yes, it can happen.

But sadly I have actually had every one of them happen to me and they can be really scary to deal with. It takes a lot of strength to hang in there when everything around you is going wrong and destroying your hopes and dreams.

Then there are the “might have been” occasions like when we almost walk across a parking lot without needing help but fall instead. Or other might have been occasions when we almost are healed by taking supplements and eating a special healthy diet. You know, the infamous unknown cures that heal every illness on the planet. According to those hacks we should be healed already.

Those things are like almost but not quite occurrences. According to Websters Dictionary, almost means “very near but not quite”.

So, the way I see it the “almosts” and “might have beens” are the same as it never really happened at all. I have a lot of almosts and might have beens in my life with MS but I don’t let that stop me from living life on my own terms. Not according to what other people think it should be but how I choose to live it. How about you?

Creating a balanced MS Life

I’ve always heard that balance in life is essential. I have a feeling the person who originally penned that thought didn’t have multiple sclerosis. I can no more balance my body on a flat surface than my life on a daily basis. I can’t even balance my check book due to the financial strain of living with a chronic illness. A balanced life with MS sounds more like an oxymoron than a reality.

How do you balance a life that is constantly changing and where the unexpected is more expected than the chance of rain in today’s weather forecast? Each day with MS is an irregular experience filled with obstacles and booby traps. How do you balance a life like that?

I gave up trying to plan my day in advance. Before MS, I was an organized, planned individual with my day planner in hand everywhere I went and a memory like an elephant. I remembered birthdays, holidays, anniversaries, and special occasions. I could remember anything I read, heard or saw. I even earned the nickname “Human Google” and was the go-to person when someone had a question.

Now, I have a hard time remembering what day it is, what I did yesterday and what the name of the main characters are in ‘Friends’. I burn pizza in the oven, lose my way driving to the grocery store and forget to wash the shampoo out of my hair while I’m in the shower. You have no idea how many times I have gotten out of the shower, dried myself off, then realized my hair was still sudsy. Even my no-fail plans to remember things don’t help me remember. I lose post-it notes, forget to set alarms and can’t comprehend my own text messages to myself.

It would be wonderful to know what a day will be like: to plan and be able to keep those plans, to go to parties without leaving early, to spend time with friends without falling asleep on them, to spring clean the house without regretting it later, or even to wash and detail the car without dropping the wash rag every few minutes.

Even though I have trouble doing some of the simplest of things in life, I try to do them anyway…and that’s what counts. I try to do as much as I can when I can and leave the rest to tomorrow.

Because of MS, I have learned that balance has nothing to do with ensuring equal time with work, fun, and family. It’s not about pleasing others or how much I can get done in a day. It’s about going with the flow and doing those things that are important to my wellness. Sometimes that means I spend the day focused on my own needs instead of work, family or fun. Sometimes that means I can mix it all up. But the important thing is to never give up when the unexpected happens.

It’s okay to end your day differently than you expected, leaving things still to be done. Don’t get frustrated because your house needs to be vacuumed and you don’t have the energy to do it at the moment. I don’t know of anyone with an un-vacuumed house that has stopped the world from existing thus ending civilization as we know it. Your day will go on and the vacuuming can wait for another day. The same goes for laundry.

Choose the important things in life to be your focus rather than the things of little importance. I’ve learned that many of the things that I thought were important really weren’t. Use your time wisely and know that YOU are what’s important, not what you can or cannot do.

And never forget, even the greatest gymnast in the world falls off the balance beam from time to time so don’t stress out when your emotions get the best of you and you become overwhelmed with everything happening around you. Just take a deep breath, get back up and keep trying. Don’t hold onto the stress that comes with all the daily unexpected moments. Instead, hold onto the smiles you find in the moment and keep going. You got this!

MS is a disease of change

Have you ever needed to talk to someone yet you were scared stiff to do it because deep down you knew it was not going to go well? To prepare yourself, you planned out what you were going to say. You chose your words wisely and sounded so eloquent in your head. You even planned out their response. Everything seemed perfect.

When the time came, you sat down with them only to realize that things weren’t going as planned. They didn’t follow the script you laid out in your head. We’ve all had those moments. In most cases we can look back at those times and smile because, in the end, things worked out just not the way we thought they would.

Life has a way of doing that. It doesn’t go as planned no matter how hard we try to force it to. And sometimes we try really hard.

Before multiple sclerosis, I had my life all planned out. My career was set. My goals were laid out. I was going places and doing things. Then MS came along and changed everything around.

I think about it kind of like this…

There’s a comfort knowing that I can park my car in a certain spot every day; that if I open the top drawer in my bathroom cabinet I will find the toothpaste neatly tucked away; that when I go to the grocery store the tomatoes are to the right and the napkins are to the left.

But what would happen if I pulled into my driveway and couldn’t get into the garage because the garage door wouldn’t open; or I opened the drawer in the bathroom cabinet and the toothpaste exploded splattering all over my new dress; or if the grocery store decided to move everything around and change the entire floor plan?

What would happen? Frustrations would be high and schedules would get delayed. Now if those things were to happen all at once and then change every single day into the future, well that’s a life with MS and not something you ever get used to.

MS is a disease of change and that much unexpected change can be hard.

When things don’t happen the way you think they should, don’t let that ruin your day. When change is the only thing constant in your life, don’t allow frustration to rule the day.

MS has this way of switching things up on you without warning. Because of that, it’s important to sort through everything going on and choose to focus on the things that really matter in life.

Focus on family, friends, your faith, things that give you peace and happiness, and leave behind everything else that really, in the long run, doesn’t matter. Live in the moment. This way, when change comes (because we all know it will), you will be able to move right through it and keep going.

Not being able to communicate can be frustrating

I lose words more than I lose my car keys…and they’re harder to find too. I think conversations with me are more like a game of charades than actual conversations. I’m sure it frustrates those I’m talking too as they try guessing the word I’m fumbling around in search of. It can become quite comical too as I point, make hand motions and slap my leg in an attempt to help the process along.

ME: Can you hand me…? [as I point across the room]

FRIEND: Uhhh…a pen? A glass of water?

ME: No [as I tap my thumb to my finger in a pinching motion unable to even describe what I’m trying to say. I sit in silence making hand gestures in hopes it resonates with her.]

FRIEND: Nail clippers? Scissors? Paperclip?

Minutes pass and all I’m trying to say is “Can you hand me the TV remote?” Simple, right?

Not being able to communicate can be frustrating. I do much better in writing. There’s nothing worse than trying to get your point across or share a meaningful moment with someone while losing the thought you were trying to share. Sometimes my attempt in describing a word takes so long that I actually forget the thought I had in the first place. It takes skill to keep me on topic. A skill I’m not always very good at.

Yesterday, I could tell my words were getting stuck and mixed up more than usual. When that happens, I have a tendency to not speak as much. I just don’t want to frustrate people… or myself.

You know how people say to pick and choose the arguments you get in. Well, I pick and choose each conversation I have as well. So if I choose to share a thought with you, it’s going to mean something because I chose to break out of my silence in order to chance a good flow of words.

I have noticed that the more frustrated I get, the more my words get stuck. The trick for me is to stay calm and not allow my mind to wander. That may mean I talk slower, talk more direct, or use shorter sentences. But that’s just my way of coping and working with my disability. It keeps me from getting overwhelmed. I say what I have to say and move on.

When you find yourself getting lost in a world of words, know that it’s okay. You’re not going crazy and you definitely aren’t alone. There’s an entire population of us hand gesture, charade playing, word searching MSers out there. Take a deep breath and have some fun as you turn your conversations into a game of Guess What I’m Saying. Laughing always makes things better.

Do you suffer from comparison-itis

Comparison is one of the greatest diseases in this world and we are taught to do it from birth. From birth our parents start comparing us with other children. Simultaneously, our teachers and coaches compare us with other children.

This is the greatest disease because everybody is born unique, and comparison is simply not possible. Just as we are all unique and cannot be compared, it is the same with illnesses. There is NO illness worse than another. ALL illness is terrible.

When a person compares someone who has multiple sclerosis with someone that has another illness… they are speaking from a lack of understanding and through filtered lenses. No one can know what someone is experiencing unless they crawled into that person’s body to feel what they feel, and experience what they experience.

One of the worst experiences is when you share your multiple sclerosis journey with someone and they proceed to tell you how their approach to MS or some other ailment is the only way you should be living? That you need to adjust your diet and get rid of meat, diet soda, and gluten. That because you go to a doctor and take meds, you are doing it all wrong? That you wouldn’t have the struggle you are having if you would just do things their way? That if you only ________ (fill in the blank) you would feel better?

It can get extremely frustrating when someone assumes they know your body and your journey better than you do. Comparing illnesses or even progressions of the same illness between two different people never works. When someone does the comparing like that, they have fallen victim to the greatest disease in the world… comparison-itis! But take heart, there is a cure… an adjustment of the attitude works 100% of the time.

Stop comparing, stop complaining… and start loving, caring, and nurturing one another.

My Multiple Sclerosis Seussical World

I don’t know what Dr. Seuss book I fell out of, but this weird little word world still has me tongue-tied and inspired by his insane imagination. I really need to create my own multiple sclerosis dictionary with all my silly lingo words that get created when I flub up my speech… which happens often.

Wheely Thingy – rollator walker
Snippycut – scissors
Urmp – perplexed
Waddlewampuz – walkking crooked
Fatone – big toe
Phogo – mobile phone

“I like nonsense,” Dr. Seuss once said. “It wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living. It’s a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope. Which is what I do, and that enables you to laugh at life’s realities.”

That’s how I want to live my life. Ready to zip-a-dee-zoot and head out the door for my day filled with the impossible, wacky, and unknown happenings in my MS world. Here are few of his nuttiest little nuggets that’ll help you feel extra Seussical while you supp on green eggs and ham as you go about your MS  filled day.

Ga-Fluppted:
In Hunches in Bunches, the line reads, “That mind of yours… is frightfully ga-fluppted. Your mind is murky-mooshy!” Reading it in context like that, it seems like that term is meant to be some kind of funky MS train of thought mixup. Seems about right.

Zizzer-Zazzer-Zuzz:
In ABC: An Amazing Alphabet Book! you are introduced to a three-Z creature “Zizzer-zazzer-zuzz”. It’s believed he has escaped from the zoo. He plays jazz on the zither and loves to eat Zizzer-Zoof seeds. I think “zizzer-zazzer-zuzz” can definitely sub in as the new “thingamajig.”

What wacky seussical words and phrases might apply to your MS life?

I can’t help but remember Dr. Seuss saying, “You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose.” I believe that whole heartedly. The problem is that most of us underestimate ourselves.

You are capable of more than what you think you are. All you need to do is believe in yourself and hang on as you navigate this weird and wacky MS seussical world. Yipity-zoo-za-zay.

When you gotta pee

Sometimes I laugh at myself, like yesterday when I accidentally dropped freshly ground coffee all over me and the kitchen floor. Laughing about it was so much better than crying. Besides, tears mixed with coffee grounds is therapeutic, at least it seemed to be for me as I laughed vacuuming it up. All I kept thinking was spilled ground coffee sure do suck! haha

I have accidents all the time. I trip, drop things, fall, misplace items, forget appointments, and have lots and lots of mishaps. Accidents seem to be synonymous with multiple sclerosis. Some of us have more than others, but they seem to just be a part our life now.

Since surgery at the beginning of the year to remove my bladder, a stoma was created from a section of my small intestines to allow my urine to be managed. I wear a pouching system that is attached to the stoma around my belly area. Even though I can’t pee in my pants like before, I still have accidents. Not the oops, I peed in my pants kind, more of the oops, the pouch adhesive has loosened causing it to leak unexpectedly all over me.

I would much rather have a leaking pouch that I can tame by holding my hand or a cloth over it until I can remove it and replace it with a new pouch than face a flood because I wet my pants. I have a bit more control over a leaking pouch than I ever had over my bladder. When I had to go, I had to go. I had no control over the muscles that made my bladder function.

I’ve gotten really good at changing my urine pouch and can have a new one attached to my stoma in about 10 minutes. For me, I change the pouch system about once every 4 to 5 days. It took time for me to get used to changing it and a lot of practice trying out different samples sent to me from the companies that make pouches, but I finally found the ones that seem to work the best for me.

One good thing about my life now is that I don’t have to rush to the bathroom every couple of hours due to a faulty bladder. Now I just routinely empty my pouch as it fills up. No more accidents in the middle of the store when I’m out and about and no more sleepless nights because of multiple bathroom trips to go pee. I normally attach a night bag to my pouch so I don’t have to empty it while I’m sleeping.

Accidents are going to happen no matter what I do. Let’s see if I can make it through the day today without one, but if I do have one I will make sure to find some fun and joy in the process. I hope you are able to do the same thing. Don’t take life too seriously.

Remember that you weren’t given an instruction manual along with multiple sclerosis. You can only do the best you can with the information you have at the time. So, don’t be so hard on yourself. You’re a work in progress.

I can’t wish MS away

I feel like I was run over by a Mack truck last night. I’m exhausted, in pain and have become frustrated at dealing with multiple sclerosis every second of every day. I’m not really surprised though. I have sort of prepared myself for the unexpected. It is what it is… is what I tell myself all the time.

I can’t wish MS away or even think positively enough for it to disappear. Some people have said dealing with it is just mind over MS, haha. I doubt they have had any issues with MS to overcome or even MS itself. It frustrates me when people spout out how to deal with a problem that they’ve never had. Drive-by Antagonists need to get a new hobby.

One thing MS has done is taught me that I’m tougher than I thought possible. When something goes wrong, which it will, I tend to bounce back…not fall apart. I celebrate the small victories that I have.

Yesterday I had the energy to collapse several boxes that my new recliner came in. I used a box cutter (carefully) to dissect the boxes so they would be able to be picked up by the local garbage collection service. I think in doing so my body is paying me back because I overdid things a bit. I’m terrible at not listening to my body and always regret it later.

So far this morning I have been able to wash my face and make a cup of coffee. That’s a great start. I am not planning much for the day so I have time to recover. I know that sounds silly. Collapsing boxes is no big deal some would say. But my body says differently.

I’m not going to sit in shame for resting. I’m going to watch something fun on TV and rest in my new chair. It has been the greatest investment I’ve made in a long time. I like how it will stand me up almost entirely and allow me to easily transfer to my powerchair.

I’ve got a new project I want to start in my yard but I will wait for another time. I will just plan it out so when the time comes I will have everything I need to get it done. I just need to take my own advice and listen to my body when it’s talking. It really knows what it’s talking about.

To those not living with a chronic illness

Whoever you are, I fear you will never learn the injustices people living with a chronic illness endure all because they are facing the unknown and the unseen as their body is destroying itself from the inside out.

I fear the gifts and strengths a disabled person  carries within them will be dulled before they are able to share them with those who need them the most.

I fear you will cease to help a disabled patient in need because your own life is more important than the needed medical equipment, meds and even vitamins or supplements that would greatly benefit their lives.

I fear you will never know what it’s like to be disabled, abandoned, homebound, and not believed when sharing their troubles with those closest to them who should be their support…but aren’t.

I fear you may fail to see the worth of the disabled because it’s not a popular thing to do and it disrupts your day too much.

There’s nothing I can do to wake people up. Many won’t read this and others will simply discount it as nonsense, but one thing I know is that regardless of what troubles happen in my own life, whatever disabling symptoms arise and consume my day, I won’t quit. I refuse.

Words from my heart

Some people live their lives in the Land of Clichés and Memes. What are they you ask? Well, a cliché is a phrase or opinion that is overused and betrays a lack of original thought and a meme (rhymes with team) is a humorous or thought provoking image, video, piece of text, etc. that is copied (often with slight variations) and spread rapidly by Internet users.

One thing to note…technically all clichés are memes but not all memes are clichés.

I have noticed a trend in people using phrases when talking about multiple sclerosis. Words that once were amazing, but have become so common that they no longer provide the strength they originally carried. Things like:

It could be worse.
Time heals all wounds.
Everything happens for a reason.

Personally, when I’m feeling bad and having a terrible time with MS, I’m not comforted with statements like: I have MS but MS doesn’t have me. That is one phrase that has become so overused that I don’t even listen to the person sharing it. It’s not comforting to me. It was cute the first time I heard it, but now that it has been so overused and worn out, it gives no benefit to my life.

The reality is…sometimes, MS does have me. Sometimes, I have really crappy days. Don’t get me wrong, I totally believe in staying on the positive side of things and looking for the good in any tragic situation, but there are times when I need space to think and grieve, and to decide for myself how I want to move forward. I don’t need words carelessly tossed out as a solution by someone who’s not even listening to the words they are throwing out.

Seriously, if you’ve ever shared a cliché or meme in response to someone dealing with a relapse or sitting in the hospital awaiting test results because you want to bring comfort to them, I urge you to never do it again. Why? Because in a moment of tears, they need time to process the chaos and would get more benefit out of a hug than a worn out set of stale words.

Why not just use your own words? The best thing anyone could say when times are at their worst are words from the heart. And for many, saying nothing at all, simply being there is all a person needs. Standing with them in the pain and holding them up when they have no more strength left to stand on their own… that does more than worn out words.

Instead of quoting from something you’ve heard over and over again, thoughtfully put together your own words filled with care, understanding, sincerity, and lots and lots of love. That’s what brings comfort. That’s what helps bring smiles to a face covered in tears. Well, that and maybe a joke or two to break the moment with a laugh…and some chocolate. Chocolate always helps.