Reconnected with a friend from high school, hadn't seen him since right after we graduated, 30 years. We did typical things, chased girls, did things our parents didn't want us to do, played football, and got arrested. Now when I say got arrested, I'm not talking about pictures in the post office, just dumb kid stuff, the kinds of thing you get chained to the pole in Fullerton station until your parents come and sign for you. That's kind of why we hadn't seen each other for 30 years!
So my friend wants to know if I'd like to go watch a Maryland Terps basketball game with him? My first reaction is way cool, I'm in! The I remembered, I have MS, just slipped my mind. Here's the problem. I'm in a state of limbo. With a cane I can walk slowly into your house, no prob. If I have a sudden bathroom run, I'm probably close enough to make it. Getting into the field house, long walk, and getting to the bathroom, a public mens room, where the guys have been drinking, don't know if I could, or would want to! We will probably watch the game at home.
Not sure what bothers me more, the fact that I have the issues I do today, or the fact that I'm so comfortable talking about them? My life away from home is structured around who has the cleanest bathrooms, how far they are from the parking area, all that good stuff. Maybe I'll right a book, public outhouses for a traveling guy with bathroom issues. I need to work on the title.