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Seven days of no swimming makes one weak…

I have recently begun swimming lessons.   It’s hard to believe that at my age I have never taken swim lessons.   I did not learn to swim in the Boy Scouts or even in the Marine Corps.   Do not misunderstand me I fumbled through just enough to get by.   So I am eager to see what will happen with these new lessons.   We will see what adaptations my instructor comes up with for my limitations.   ***side note: I just saw a Paralympian swim the 100 meter on his back in 1 minute and 13 seconds and he had no arms!   This teaches me: NEVER SAY NEVER***   We had the first swim lesson the today.   It was a rough beginning as we were figuring things out.   The techniques that were taught to me needed to be adapted to my limitations.   When I am swimming my legs are as useful as a waterproof towel.   This means that deep thought needs to go into each lesson.   As my teacher pondered this problem, I reminded her of the followin...

My MS story 4.1 the final chapter…

Until my move is complete, this will be my last blog.   This blog is a comparison of “a day in the life” of now vs. then.   I have not included anything dark as I don’t want to relive that time anymore.   All in all this blog may feel pointless to you.   However, because of my move, I don’t have the mental focus for a decent blog.   Of course, what is a worthy blog?   If you read any of my other posts, you will see that I don’t know. This blog shows “a day in the life” of my MS current average Monday.   These times are estimates, but because I am a creature of habit they are pretty close. The alarm goes off at 6:45 am.   I want to hit snooze, but the Marine Corps and my mom eliminated ‘snooze’ from my vocabulary.   I eat breakfast while listening to an audiobook.   I take eight different vitamins and two prescriptions during my morning meal.   After I eat, I rinse my bowl and spoon and put them in the dishwasher.   ...

The choreography of altruism…

What happened to civility?   What happened to the simple thank you and you’re welcome in life?   Humanity seems to be failing us as civility gets tossed out the window.   This seems to be the world according to me-ism.   Kind gestures made for a simple exchange when I was a kid.   It was a basic thank you followed by your welcome.   After this brief graciousness, the matter was closed.   We did not search for more.   Some people in life apparently do not support the kindness protocol.   Life was more about sharing and less about expecting.   Humanity seems to have lost that trait.                                                             ...

My untold MS story 4. A new beginning…

The first three parts of this blog were simple to write.   I merely wrote things down in the order that they occurred.   ‘A’ happened before ‘B’ which happened before ‘C,’ so the task of writing those blogs was simple.   However, today’s blog is not as clear-cut.   Instead of the chronological order of events, it is a group of my experiences since “the fog” lifted.   This is my new beginning.   This blog shows just how far that I have come.   I have gone from the “darkest of darks” to the “ball of sunshine” that I am today.   Stop laughing at that!    I am a BIG ball of sunshine!    Seriously though, life has gotten much better for me.   I now have the friends that I have not had in years.    I am active in my church.    I exercise in the pool three times per week.   I am beginning to accept the concept of asking others for help.   However, this attitude of acceptance is a work in prog...