But I learned early that to make it down this road, I would need my sense of humor. Alone in my home I giggled and giggled, and giggled some more. Just a letter from the premier MS agency asking me for money. It was Christmas time but there were no holiday cards or holiday bills. After being caught off guard with a phone call telling me to get to a hospital two hours away, and then spending the whole cold December day at said hospital, I arrived home to find my only piece of mail was a letter from the National MS Society. The first bit of hysteria came on the evening of my diagnosis on 12/17/09 (Merry Christmas to me). I learned early on that if I didn’t laugh at ironic MS circumstances like the above I would go insane. So, if you have MS, people think you are a hypochondriac who drinks too much. What kind of illness actually makes you look much better than you feel causing those around you to think you are a hypochondriac?Īnd when MS symptoms are visible, they make you look like you’re drunk. Like, what kind of a medical condition would call its most annoying symptom a hug? Who came up with that? But, it seems that everything surrounding this sucky illness is just so bizarre, you have to laugh to keep your sanity. This is the place where I use a giggle stick to beat up on Multiple Sclerosis.Īs I have been told and discovered, MS sucks. The website that explores what happens when Multiple Sclerosis attacks a funny bone and misses!
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