Sleep and MS… It’s what’s (not) happening!
Imagine standing all dolled up at the front door, excited to go to the film you’ve been dying to see. That doesn’t do it for you? Replace ‘the film’ by ‘finally buying the boots you’ve been waiting for’ or by ‘rushing out to buy a new power tool’ to finally set up new furniture.
Oh my god, I am (so not) dying!
Life with MS can be awkward. It can be puzzling. It is unquestionably easier said than done. It’s the little things that are happening inside your central nervous system that can make you stumble as if your body reinvents and transforms itself without your consent as if the ‘old’ you is suddenly not good enough anymore.
10 ‘Little rebel, me’ mistakes
Are you a list person? I am, that’s a given. After wasting time on websites like List Challenges, I thought, ‘Well, how about the ten worst things I’ve done since being diagnosed, with a follow-up on the best things I’ve done since that day in 2005?’ Quotes are added to underline my thinking, ideas or just as some way to kick-start goodness in my life. Once the 10 best things have found their way onto paper, I will link them to each other here if you want to read lists for a while!
Some oomph along the way!
Many women will agree, and perhaps a few men also, that great shoes have a way of lifting your mood. My left foot, in fact, stopped yelping shortly after I was told that Dr Martens boots would substantially improve my old and new Achilles tendon injuries as well as my gait if I added a special insole in it. Well… Who can deny, indeed, just how the esteemed Dr Martens keeps on caring for an army of feet, as well as adding a whole lot of pizzazz to anyone with an alternative dress style. It meant adieu to Clarks, as even Clarks shoes could have not have saved the wretched foot if it wanted to. My feet are now able to release a good amount of dopamine, norepinephrine, oxytocin and…
Proud
Mum, I’m a very proud daughter. The way you overcame many obstacles in your life before, during and after your pregnancy with me, made you into a woman who stands up for herself, who is very funny, intelligent and simply, a good soul. We often tell one another how proud we are of each other, and I cannot think of a better person to be my mum. You are my confidante, my best friend and my rock. Sometimes I wished I could give you the joy of being a grandmother. Sometimes I wished you could see me in a wedding dress. You would be quite OK with me wearing a feathery knee-length wedding dress matched with my tall, black Dr Martens boots. I know you would defend my alternative choice…
The miseducation of…
"Ergo, the benefits of having MS is that I met my other, weaker self, and I learned how to be strong and wise before my own eyes, and at the speed of light. Even E.T. couldn’t follow me on his BMX bike. He tried, the little fella, but lost my phone number. Go figure."
Identity crisis
WordPress Daily Prompt: Say your name Write about your first name: Are you named after someone or something? Are there any stories or associations attached to it? If you had the choice, would you rename yourself? Photographers, show us YOU.” My name is a story of yes versus no, of not liking it, to being very recognizable because of it. It’s a story filled with confusion. When I was born, my mum wanted me to be called ‘Maya’. However, when my biological father returned from the registry office, he walked in waving my birth certificate at her, mentioning the name ‘Willeke.’ Ouch.