You see, what I missed about work is creating a staggery, plans and getting the
right people to do the work and delivering the right results to and for the
correct people.
That also meant walking 20 minutes to the underground or
overground station, the day before work, which was part of my routine. I liked
getting up, washed, dressed and travelling to work. But now, I can’t write. I’ve
learnt how to speak again, thanks to speech therapy but I do still get brain-fog
and bladder issues.
When the only work I could get was voluntarily, as a
receptionist at the now defunct Brent Association of Disabled People, I took it,
gratefully.
I liked reading through documents to get things done. Now, even when
reading for pleasure – at the moment,
I‘m reading You With The Sad Eyes, by
fellow MS sufferer Christina Applegate, I do so with a magnifying glass.
I liked
having the focus and drive to get things done, as well as remaining pleasant to
colleagues, as I was also respectful of their needs and space.
I admit, I liked
getting things done. When I was given the diagnosis of MS, I knew that my world
had collapsed and for many years, I was determined to find out why I had been
diagnosed with MS and find a cure.
I’ve since accepted there’s no cure and my
need to be in a wheelchair. So please, be kind and nice, to people like me, as
they too, had plans, hopes and dreams before getting the same diagnosis as me.
Many of us, at first, do get annoyed because we do through a phrase of saying,
to ourselves and others, why me? Accepting this co9ndition isn’t easy.
We also
become easy targets of people pretending to be nice but see us as easy targets
to rip-off - that’s why many of us get angry.
Unfortunately for many of us, we
realise this behaviour from others, is now a part of life, for us. Light and
Peace Andria

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