i have been feeling amazing recently, I have been relapse free with my Multiple Sclerosis for almost 6 months which is when i started my job, people told me that working with a disability and an auto-immune disease would do nothing but bad because it would push me too hard, I said from the beginning that they were wrong and that it would do me the world of good... looks like it's true that you should trust your own instincts instead of going on what other people think.
this time has left me able to just focus on myself instead of having to worry about being ill or having to worry about resting and recovering, and it has helped me put a lot of things into perspective, it's helped me realise who my true friends are and the ones who are just out to gain something from our friendship.
the longest i have gone without a relapse since being diagnosed is 7 months and i am feeling positive and hopeful that i can beat that! it turns out that choosing to go for the treatment and facing one of my biggest fears has done me some good, don't get me wrong i still dislike having to inject myself but i work on the basis that it is just 3 times a week and takes literally 10 seconds and then it's over.
i used a mobility scooter for the first time properly a few weeks ago and i realised how much easier it made things (once i got the hang of reversing!!) it gave me so much more independence and also meant that we could go round the shopping centre at a normal pace instead of my dad and step-brother having to walk my pace needless to say we got the shopping done a lot quicker and i wasn't complaining of having hurty feet for days afterwards... so because of this i have decided to buy myself one so now it's just a case of looking for the right one. this might seem like a small decision to most peoplem but if i'm honest it is one of the biggest decisions i have ever made. i have always felt that if i admitted that i needed the help of a wheelchair or a walking aid then i was admitting defeat and giving up on my legs.
i spoke to two of my best friends to let them know what was going through my head.. one of them said "i will buy you a registration plate for it that says 'Little Lady' (his nickname for me) and the other one said "can i add skulls too it" they really do know how to make the best out of every situation... but this helped me realise that i wasn't giving up on my legs, i was simply adapting to the shit situation that life has put me in and if anyone sees it any other way then they are not worth my time.
needless to say i love my best friends lots and lots.
well i am not sure what else to say now so i will leave this post here...
