What Gives?

 

 

What Gives?

That’s what I wanna know.

One would think with over 20 years of experience, a person might know something.

After twenty years of marriage, you are pretty familiar with your partner.

Twenty years on the job?  It’s safe to say you know your way around the shop.

 

But after twenty years of having multiple sclerosis (21 to be exact), I realize I know doodly-squat.

 

I write this, hoping maybe, you’ll admit knowing doodly-squat about your MS as well.

 

What gives?…when you are fine one morning, but you are all funky the next?

The legs don’t want to move.

Maybe your fingers stumble through manuevers like the hands are in jello-salad.

Or your eyes are jumpy.

Muscles twitch.

And tighten.

At least the bladder remains active.

So OVER-active, my tree-trunk legs can’t move fast enough to get me into the potty in time.

It’s like your real body has been kidnapped, replaced with a lethargic version, while you wait for the ransom note.

 

 

 

What Gives?…you ask yourself in search for clues & causes before going through a lengthy checklist that rivals the pre-flight of a major airline.

Is it the weather?  Too hot?  Too cold?

Did I sleep well enough?  Sleep too much?

Have I exercised?  Or stretched?

Am I due for spasticity pills?

Is it rainy?  Or sunny?

Is it these shoes?  How ’bout these pants?

 

Did I do too much?

Have I been sitting too long?

Was it what I ate?

Have I been drinking enough?  (Water, of course)

Is it a flare?  How long has it lasted?

Am I nit-picking?

Am I going crazy?

 

 

 

What gives?

So I decided to Google it.

Figuring Google will have the answer I need.

 

 

 

 

 

There I see nothing beneficial, except for the option “what gives you gas.”

 

That’s easy…I’m a 53 year-old male…EVERYTHING gives me gas.

 

That sums up my twenty year experience with MS.

I’m still asking “What Gives?” because I know doodly-squat.

How much do you know?