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Funny how I sometimes have a hard time remembering yesterday. But, I can remember the day and way I met someone, well, what seems like an eternity ago. I remember meeting my son’s mother (insert HOW I MET YOUR MOTHER omg here). I remember how we drove around in her car, with me trying to hold her hand and kiss her at every red light. I remember when she got a call from her little sister and she asked me if I cared if we went to pick her up at her boyfriend’s? I remember waiting in the car with my AFI hood over my head as she described how her sister’s boyfriend had hit her sister. And keeping that hood on the entire time while we drove her home and she went in to her parents’ house.

I remember all of this, painfully, wishing I had known then what I know now. So I could have approached the start of things differently, and maybe the whole thing would have been different.

But the past, as they say, is a memory. We aren’t together anymore. Haven’t been since this blog was started. She couldn’t forgive my past sins and when she felt that resentment…she couldn’t resist the push apart. And I don’t blame her. I ache over it. I resent the moment of it as I was returning home from an MS-forced hospital stay. But, I truly don’t blame her for any of it. Not all sins can be forgiven or reconciled.

“When routine bites hard. And ambitions are low. And resentment rides hard. But, emotions won’t grow. And we’re changing our ways. Taking different roads. Love, love will tear us apart again.”

Day 289- Left Hip
Today was a bitter sweet day. I had to cancel taking part in today’s, this year’s Walk MS. It hurt to have to miss this event to raise awareness, I’d been “training” for the walk by using my own two legs and cane to get around everywhere for the last 5 months. I said NAY to the scooter at the supermarkets and WalMart, it got tough at times but, I muscled through thinking of the Walk MS event. So, not being able to participate today was a let down.

On to the sweet side. Today was my niece’s daughter’s 1st birthday. Fun time was had by all. They had a Build-A-Bear station set up. Actual Build-A-Bear, not a knock off. They had magicians, they had cotton candy spinners, a Strawberry Shortcake character running around, it was a wild first birthday. Seeing all the fun my little guy had at the party was awesome. So it was definitely a sweet ending.

Be well, stay well, no regrets.

If you can keep your eyes open for longer then 10 minutes or so at a time and your not being asked if you’re OK every time they are open. I have Multiple Sclerosis, of course I’m OK. It’s only a chronic, incurable, debilitating, auto-immune disease of the Central Nervous System. Everything about knowing that your own body is trying to put a stop to you, is just fucking OK. But, I digress, my day didn’t start off this way.

I woke up 2 hours after I fell asleep and then when I had just started to fall asleep again, my little boy tapped me on the head and said “Daddy??” So that was how my Saturday morning began. Tired as hell, the worse migraine EVER, and 10 50mg Prednisone pills for breakfast. And let’s not even talk about the skyrocketing blood sugar levels of over 450 that come with mass dosing of steroids. But what’s the risk of sugar shock and death when compared to keeping some of your CNS control? And on that end it seems to be working as I have regained strength and control of my left leg exponentially.

Afternoon went well, my friend and the kids came over to spend some time with my little guy, who loved every second of their visit. Unfortunately I couldn’t really keep my eyes open for a lot of it. I’m glad my parents where there to keep them company because, I was a shitty host. 2 hours sleep and the meds did not a great host make. Thankfully, my friends are good friends and stuck around to keep me and the little guy company. They even called my pharmacist and doctors to ask about my elevated blood sugar. Needless to say I stayed home despite the advice and desires of all involved.

I had a good day, despite the set backs, my son had a great day, as always. The Rangers made the playoffs, the Mets won tonight, finally. And my parents stopped trying to get me to go to the hospital. All is well in the world. Now if this fucking headache would just lighten up a little.

Be well, stay well, no regrets.

Today started out INSANE, Had to drop off the hospital prescription at the pharmacy, called the hospital, my neurologist, my insurance, my 8th grade teacher, and the priest who baptized me, trying to get approval. It seems 1,000mg of prednisone over 2 days and 500mg the next 4 is an excessive amount…normally. Long story short at the end of the day I shelled out $40 bucks from my pocket for the ability to walk. Seems like a fair deal, no?

Other than the clean up from yesterdays hospital extravaganza, the injection went well. I picked up Shea today and really at the end of the day when you get that big hug and kiss from your child before he lays down to sleep and you get to see their peaceful little faces…THAT’S REALLY ALL THAT MATTERS.

Be well, stay well, no regrets.

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