Friday, April 24, 2009
Multiple Sclerosis, Family, Salad Table, and Take My Pain, Please
I built my salad table today, you may ask what a salad table is? It is a table you grow salad on, of course. We had a blast last year going out into the yard and picking all the fixins for our salads. This year we will have more salad then we can probably eat, but it won't be because we don't have it close by. The peppers will be growing in the tubs, we joined a CSA at a friends house, so fresh food, here we come!
My back is killing me! Is this a joke or something? It's not enough that I drag my leg like I'm heading to Notre Dame to ring the bells, can't manipulate things with my hands if I can't see it, AND my back is going to hurt? You have got to be kidding me! I don't expect smooth sailing on any of this, but how about one thing at a time?
The parents are here, the father went to play poker with the old fogey's club, the mother is sitting here reading a book, telling me stories while she reads. The girl came home from school today, sick, spreading germs all over the place. She actually called and asked if she could come home. I told her no, but her mother caved! I think the boy moved out? I think he would, if he wasn't 17, and if the bowling alley would put a bed in for him, we would never see him again. Minus the searing pain, the dead feeling in the limbs, it's nice to have a house full of people, so I'll take it.