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.