Some days are hard, while others are still harder. Then there are days that bring you to your knees. I am kneeling.
Pain ricochets through my body like a pinball machine on tilt. Flashing lights dance as if to announce the imminent. “Danger, Will Robinson!”
I hit the proverbial wall — hard. And it hurts. Why am I so surprised? I am no stranger to MS-related limitations, yet they frustrate me. I strive for the goal posts, but they elude me. I see them, but as I move, they do, too. I fall short and cry.
One of my best attributes is my heart. I love to love, excel at being kind, and enjoy giving. I am a loyal friend, loving family member, eager volunteer, and grateful individual. I am doing better at establishing boundaries to avoid self-imposed resentment. What I seemed to have omitted is my physical self. It has been a humbling awakening.
Why am I continually confounded by the manifestation of my disease? I watch the distinctions between good and bad days blur. Unlike my days with relapsing-remitting multiple sclerosis, every day with secondary progressive multiple sclerosis (SPMS) is physically challenging. If it weren’t for my attitude, the daily pain and frustration would engulf me. As simplistic as it sounds, I focus on the things I can still control.
With an unpredictable and progressive disease like MS, it is essential to use tools that help us to cope. Our attitudes are malleable. We can invoke cognitive and behavioral methods to encourage positive thoughts. Like many with MS, I experience emotional instability. Stress, sadness, pain, and anxiety tend to exacerbate this. Additionally, lesions on the areas of the brain responsible for emotional response and self-control heighten irrational responses. I sometimes respond to a stressful situation with simultaneous tears, laughter, and rage.
This morning, I am in pain and missing a beloved rescue event. I run the gamut of emotional indecisiveness — should I stay or should I go? Ultimately, my body decided for me, and here I am. I wonder why, after eight years, I still struggle with acceptance? The grief cycle perpetuates.
Such a powerful sequence.
Because of the progressive nature of MS, coping is a continuum. Without tools to manage the emotional fallout, we cannot help becoming sad or depressed. I practice strengthening my attitude daily. I pray to a benevolent God in whom I trust. I actively seek gratitude and look for opportunities to be of service. I acknowledge those who continue to keep my spirits buoyed. I spend time loving and talking to my golden retriever, Abby. I seek positive quotes to inspire me to adopt new perspectives. I repeat mantras to change my thought processes.
I do whatever it takes, and I encourage you to do the same.
From this moment on I will be kind to my body and my heart. I will no longer chastise myself about another missed commitment. I will acknowledge the validity of grief and love myself through the process. I will remind myself that I am not my MS, my pain, my fatigue or my missed obligations.
I am blessed. I am grateful. I am good.
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