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Join Date: Jan 2008
Location: Vermont
Posts: 6,726
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Elder
Join Date: Jan 2008
Location: Vermont
Posts: 6,726
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Dr. Jocular and MS Gohide
Dr. Jocular: Don’t feel sorry for me! I don’t want your pity!
MS Gohide: I can’t believe you don’t appreciate how lousy I feel.
Why are you telling ME about that activity? I can’t help plan it! I probably can’t even go! Are you just trying to make me feel bad?
Why didn’t you tell ME about that activity? I am being left completely out of the loop. Are you just trying to make me feel bad?
I am NOT going to mope and whine and complain! I’m going to wear make-up, fix my hair, dress well, put a smile on my face, have a good attitude, and live my life!
How DARE you say, But you look so good!
I don’t have to explain myself to ANYbody.
Wait, wait, let me explain to you yet another way, so you don’t get the wrong idea.
Don’t call me disabled! Don’t call me handicapped! I will NOT use the electric shopping cart!
Don’t walk so fast, can’t you see it’s hard for me to keep up?
I’m glad my family and friends respect the fact that I just don’t have the energy to have company or even to talk on the phone all the time.
Nobody visits! Nobody calls! Nobody cares!
It’s just too much effort to get dressed and leave the house.
Why don’t you ever ask me to go anywhere?
I’m just thankful for all the blessings and abilities I still have.
Waaah, I want to be like I used to be!
There are worse things out there. At least I don’t have an inoperable brain tumor.
MS sucks.
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**My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever. (Psalm 73:26)
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