Some people are motivated to get through the days but just knowing that others have it harder than they do. "It could be worse," they say, and muddle on.
I can be that person sometimes, too, but the fact remains that even though someone else had to have a caregiver bathe them and dress them this morning, it doesn't negate the fact that I can't get dressed without sitting down or holding on to something or that I was too tired to do much else after my shower.
Someone else may be bedridden and can't feed themselves which must be positively horribly, but knowing this doesn't change the fact that I woke up, made my daughter's lunch, had breakfast and now need to go back to bed to recover.
It's the hardest to hear when it comes from the person that had a 5 am spin class, rushed to work at 7:30, finished work at 5, came home, made dinner, cleaned up after dinner, did some laundry, tucked the kids into bed and then made time to watch their favorite TV shows. "It could be worse, my girlfriend's, husband's, boss', next door neighbor has MS and she has to give herself shots every day." It's even worse when they describe a treatment that they give patients right after diagnosis in hopes to slow the disease process, a treatment you have already been through that stopped working years ago.
I do muddle through most days. I get stuff done. I'm no superwoman and I feel like my whole world revolves around laundry and cooking some days but I get by. My husband and daughter are great helpers and seem to understand the ins and outs of the MS BS. That's what makes it easier for me to get through my days.
"It could be worse." Yup, maybe tomorrow.
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