Sunday, 14 February 2016

Primary Progressive Multiple Sclerosis

My MS has played havoc with my body. From the pins and needles twenty five years ago to the present day it has tried to own my body. Way back when and even before then I was once a fit young man. I was chosen to run for my school and in later years as a roof tiler I thought nothing of humping a ton of tiles up a ladder before breakfast. So I was no slouch. I may not have been Mister Universe but I was fit.
I first started getting back pains which my GP was unable to treat. After several trips to see various specialists I was finally diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis. I have fought the beast at every turn. And finally had to give up work because I was to unsteady to continue. Along my journey I have tried to embrace every possible aid and adaption. Walking sticks, crutches zimmer frame etc. I have always tried to let adaptations and apparatus make my life easier. My body has enough to cope with and if I can make a difference by using a wheelchair so be it.

It has now got to the stage I cannot do a lot for myself. My wife dresses me and assists me in the bathroom. She has to do more and more for me but we face each new obstacle with a smile on our faces. Laughter as they say is the best medicine, if that were true I would be cured of MS. My journey thus far has taken over twenty-five years. Multiple Sclerosis is different for every single sufferer, there are many different strains of the beast and the reason I blog about my journey is to give hope to others. I suffer from MS but for me it is a problem but it is not the end of the world. It means on a good day I can sit in the car with a bacon sandwich and a big sloppy smile on my face. But on a bad day I am in bed unable to move.
I love life I wish it was different but I don't wish my life away. I embrace each day and it challenges.

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