There would be times in the hospital where I would be just too tired to try to talk; this happened usually at night.
So I discovered the power of “the thumbs up”.
“How am I doing? Hows my pain? Did that injection hurt? Are you ready for bed? Do you have an adorable puppy?”
insert thumbs up
The past few days have been challenging, today especially. Its discouraging, after all thats been done, to not see huge, positive, responses in my symptoms. You have those challenging days though.
I keep having to reread what I write to encourage me to keep moving on and to keep positive thinking. Basically, have to take my own medicine. Shoot. I knew I shouldnt have sparkled too much. (:
Today I decided to conquer my closet. Since my sister and I moved out, my mom moved most of our things we didnt take into “the closet”. Who knew what awaited me as I started to clean.
I considered it therapy too. I have a hard time reaching and moving things with my arms. So this was good, efficient, practice!
I discovered many treasures buried in this small closet. I found the letter my boyfriend wrote the night we met, a letter my best friend wrote two years ago that still describes our friendship, lots of letters from parents of students I was an Admissions Counselor of, a stash of old pictures my sister was hording (there may have been a reason for some of them…dont worry Court, I wont post :D), and basically every letter/picture I received during my college years.
It reminded me of how loved I was pre MS. How I have had a really good run pre MS. Sure, there were hardships. But it really was a nice ride.
And now, I have a stash of cards to let me know how loved I am post/during MS. And I get to have a really good run post MS. Its going to have hardships. But at the end of the day, we will make sure it is a nice ride.
So how am I doing?