Its true, please, I think I just need new legs then it will all be sorted. Promise!
Okay, so maybe I did too much walking today, maybe I should have sat down for
two a bun or something, but in my defence I did take my stick.
So that makes its okay.
Conscience wise anyway.
Not sure my legs, hips or back will understand.
Those three body parts are incredibly judgemental, they also don’t act there age, I think they may have forgotten they are 23 and not 70, you could say wise beyond there time. I simply say, shit.
Its days like these, that I want to enjoy, I end up regretting the most. Not because I spent them with Hubby, no, that would be easy. I would have left him at home. No its because I end up paying the price for spending time doing something other than popping to the shops, or playing with the girls.
It really makes me angry that I am sat here living with this stupid, inconsiderate disease. I don’t know why I am bloody angry, its a wasted emotion because there is nothing I can do.
So a lovely day, going round the shops in a local town, finding an amazing second hand dress and still not being able to afford it, has ended up in me sitting at home with a hot water bottle and support pillow, eating two huge ice buns and sobbing about the dress.
God I feel sick. God I want that dress.
So, tomorrow looks like a day to abuse the Gabapentin and the Husband. Poor man, patience of a
Oh, also don’t tell my MS Nurse about this. Its better she doesn’t know!!
Also I am aware I do not “pop” anywhere, the term “limp aimlessly” did not fit right.