Acceptance is the Hardest Part

The first time I learned I had MS, it was hard to accept the new body I was in- the new feelings, the new thoughts. None of it felt right. Collapsing to the floor, vertigo, walking with a cane, needing to collect my words or other people’s words on paper, for fear I wouldn’t remember. At first, I wanted to control it all and finally had to realize, there is no reason to when so much is unpredictable.

Now I find myself letting all the moments in. The moments I feel numbness and tingles, to the moments I work out and can be mobile. I find myself enjoying more moments in which I am just walking through my neighborhood or able to take in information without asking too many questions. I find myself feeling overjoyed that I can handle certain things I couldn’t when I had a relapse like walking without falling. The road is a challenge, but finding accommodations like a Roomba can make a world of difference.