One cannot anticipate the unpredictability of MS.

When you ying, it yangs.  Go left, it goes right.

Yep, multiple sclerosis has a mind of its own.  And you can’t change it no matter what.

So you better have a contingency plan.

That’s what happened last week while doing some much needed weeding of the flower beds.

Because of a complete lack of balance on the uneven, grassy surface, my rollator is as important to me as a garden trowel.

I loaded all the needed tools into its basket and began my slow trek through the yard.

Now when I say “slow,” I mean season-changing slow.  (My speed matches the mating cycle of a cicada.)

My goal is to get to the farthest portion of the flowerbed.  Plop down to my hands & knees…to then weed (and crawl) my way back to the house.

The plan is working flawlessly.

I’m weeding and crawling and pushing the rollator while I weed and crawl some more.

By now, I’m about halfway done when the urge strikes like a rattlesnake on Red Bull….

….I gotta pee.

To hell with a faucet!…..

….A waterfall’s more like it!

My bladder is about to burst like a levee during Katrina.

I quickly size up this difficult situation..

I’m too far and much too slow to make it back inside the house.

This calls for drastic outdoor maneuvers.

I look around…

To the south, I’m shielded by the air conditioning unit.

To the north, I am flanked by my rollator.

While the neighbor’s shed has my cover to the rear.

Sitting back while on my knees, I work it out the leg of my shorts when I make a radical discovery……

….For God’s sake, loose the gloves!

You’re handling your johnson, not a wolverine!

And move the friggin shovel or else it’ll splatter like a sprinkler!

I take aim at the only thing within range….this lovely red posey.

(It’s a guy thing.  We MUST pee on SOMETHING.)

Hmm, mixing red & yellow.  No wonder this flower is now orange.

But it all worked out.  No runs.  No drips.  No errors.

I completed my gardening and made my way into the house.

My point is…..there is no point.  Except to always have a back-up plan.  And if that doesn’t work–just go with the flow.