Since I moved back to Ohio (5 months ago) I've tried to stay upbeat. I didn't want my family to see how crummy I feel every day. I don't want them to "baby" me and feel like they can't have Beth do anything because she's "sick".

So I accomplished that goal, and now I am alone and isolated with family all around, or at least a text message away. I might as well be in Denver where there is sunshine and the mountains to go with the isolation and lonliness.

It's been 3 weeks since I sprained my ankle. I can't put all my weight on it and am hobbling with a cane that is making my MS worse in my weak arm. The heaviness and numb thickness has creeped in big time. Could I be having a flare due to this stress and added difficulties? I'm afraid to think it.

My Dad (bless his heart) is starting to snap at me and I'm afraid to say anything because he is the only contact I have with the world. He is making my meals and I do dishes to share the chores. He's stressing about money but won't cut back on groceries. He's on a eating healthier and getting us both in shape kick. Sounds good in theory. I don't know what to do.

I'm having a good cry and hopefully will sleep well and feel better tomorrow. I know there is no magic potion or easy fix. I just had to get this out of my head. If you're still reading, for being here. I don't know what I do without you all.