ms is a part of me. It has been for along time. I am not really sure that I remember clearly when it was not a part of me. I do remember jumping out of aeroplanes, flying them, hanging under helicopters and really disliking running, but the exact feelings no, just the memories that I did that once. No, they are just memories, nothing does than that. One thing I do not remember was popping out from between my mothers legs being spanked by a doctor and given a book that said I will be disabled and unable to do things. No, I do not recall that in any stretch of my imagination.
I think that might mean that I like “YOU” get to make a choice, every moment of everyday for years and years and years. How will we cope with this situation? Do I just curl up, cry and ask why me OR do we make the best of what we have. Tighten our bootstraps and start moving onwards through our long ms life. There is really not much to say that is different, not much to do that is new. Like everybody else just lift your head, look forward and start moving. ms today is very doable so when “YOU” have slowed your crying a little get yourself moving. This is a long journey but it is one that “YOU” can do, and do well “YOU” just need to make a choice to get started.
ms is never a reason to stop, just an opportunity to find a new route.
Royce.
Onwards, always onwards
Hello, my name is MS
