Nope, not like body odor, bad breath, bad manners, humorless, petty, catty, angry, grumpy people with hairy backs.
I was turned off like a light switch with the flip of an actual light switch. We were in a hotel room and Jim turned the light off and I crumpled to the ground with a magnificent squish of me knocking into the front of the heating/cooling unit at the same time.
It was a real, "what the hell just happened?" moment as I lay giggling on the floor amazed, confused and mostly amused - fortunately not contused and bruised.
Later at my neurologist appointment I recounted the oddball situation. He explained that I use visual cues to make up for the lack of feeling on my right side so I know how to walk basically. When the lights went off, my visual cues went away and, well, if you forgot already start reading this entry again.
Ah the peculiar side of MS that you don't see in the triumphant marathon running, mountain climbing, conquering the world "I have MS but it doesn't have me" media spewing.
I saw a shirt online once that said, "I have MS but it doesn't have me. Who am I kidding? MS owns my ass." Put that on the front of a magazine.
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