Dropping the ‘F’ Bomb: Frustration and MS
Living with MS, you have those euphoric and prideful moments that may or may not end well. It's the ‘may not end well’ times that often lead to dropping the ‘F’ bomb... just can't help it! It just is what it is, unfortunately. These incidents simply leave you amiss and unhappy.
Frustration when walking
I seldom walk anymore. Multiple Sclerosis has made my legs so incredibly heavy, weak, and spastic that even the thought, much less the actual act, of walking brings fatigue on in full force. BUT there was the time I decided to take my daughter to the doctor without asking someone to do it for me. You know, the ‘smart’ thing to do. And without my manual wheelchair, but rather with my walker, no less! At the conclusion of the visit, the walk back to the car was simply horrendous. Once in the car - and as relief swept over me for getting there and inside without incident - my patient, sweet, baby girl and I sat there chatting and listening to music for nearly an hour. It took that time for me to get myself rested before driving the few blocks to home safely. Frustrating!
Frustration when trying to eat
An aide substituting for my regular lady prepared my lunch and mistakenly brought me a metal fork as opposed to one of the customary ‘featherweight’ plastic forks I use due to my weakened hand strength. “Eh, it's just a little spaghetti”, I thought, “No need to call her back. I can handle it...” So, feeling pretty confident and a bit adventurous even, I began my first fork-lift (no pun intended!) of several noodles to put in my mouth:
Oook, heeeere we go...
Sooo farrr, sooo goood...
Alllmost therrre and thennn...
SPLAT … CLANG went the noodles and fork, respectively!
Down goes Frazier...epic fail!
Tried it but to no avail. Frustrated!
Helping yourself help yourself
Avoiding situations that Frustrate you, or ceasing to contribute to said situations by not helping yourself to help yourself, can change your language. Your F bombs won't be so explosive.
I seldom walk anymore. Multiple Sclerosis has made my legs so incredibly heavy, weak and spastic that even the thought, much less the actual act, of walking brings fatigue on in full force. NOW when my daughter has an appointment, I solicit help in getting her there as opposed to being too prideful to ask. This preserves my energy and gives me peace of mind. Fantastic!
Saving my energy
Should I mistakenly be brought a metal fork as opposed to one of the customary ‘featherweight’ plastic forks I use due to my weakened hand strength, rather than tackling that particular adventure again, I'll just ask the error to be corrected. Thereby, thinking smarter, enjoying my lunch, saving my energy - and avoiding a mess. Fabulous!
The moral of the story is to recognize whatever, if any, limitations you might have in order to avoid strife, pain, and angst. It's not to minimize the abilities we do have, but to find a way to live and thrive despite the limitations, thereby, changing 'F’ bomb words like Frustration to 'F'-beneficial words like Fulfilment or Flourish.
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