and the one I found
No, this is not a love story, a heartbreaking expression of regret over any one relationship that has reached an unfortunate end. Or an attempt to spill my heart out over a past lover I am missing because of the gloomy weather.
About a year ago I published my first post. I don’t remember the exact day – lately my memory, among other things, is not what it used to be – but I know it was right before my birthday. Well, that day is upon us once again.
Observing the world around me lately I noticed a reluctance by people to accept the inevitability of change. Now, it’s not like I’ve been oblivious to this reality – and it is a reality no matter how liberal you think the world is – but the truth is that whenever you think you’ve found its limits, there’s that little bit more that kind of catches you off guard.
serendipity
noun ser·en·dip·i·ty \ˌser-ən-ˈdi-pə-tē\
: luck that takes the form of finding valuable or pleasant things that are not looked for
Source: Merriam-Webster’s Learner’s Dictionary
I have been feeling kind of down for the past 10 days or so. And while I’d love to attribute this depression to my new medication, I know that the reason behind it is deeper.
Yesterday I took a shot at my top five plus one movies. Perhaps I should have clarified that those were the five movies that I was thinking of at the time and would gladly watch on an idle Sunday evening, in no way an exhaustive list (although I am pretty sure I did that).
I am a big TV and movies fan. I do not deny it. I do not try to hide it. I refuse to apologize for it. I would be perfectly happy sitting on a comfortable couch and watching my favorite TV shows or a movie, doing absolutely nothing else and worrying about nothing. Or going to the movies and indulging in the beauty and magic of the big screen – ideally sharing a huge bucket of popcorn with a friend or a loved one and immersing myself in the world that the film I happen to be watching creates. Oh, and no cultural productions and deep thought movies – I like Hollywood and the blunt entertainment it offers.
There seems to be an art to not taking life seriously. Or at least not taking it too seriously and letting it overrun you. And it seems that this goes back and links to the idea of, or the need to if you like, being too busy.
The pace of modern life can take its toll on any one person, no matter how strong or happy with the life they are leading. It is at times like those, when the hectic rhythm of life and our every day routine become a overwhelming, that you just need to get away from it all. Away from screens, phones, messages, social media – the works.
It’s been a couple of weeks since my last post, and despite having promised that I would post a third post as part of my #WorldMSDay tirade I found myself being overwhelmed by the MS. So, this being the first day in a while that the “fog” has cleared up (not gone, but at least it’s not as bad), here goes.
Today we’ll discuss treatment options, and which might be best.
Today is #WorldMSDay. The actual day I was talking about in my post on Monday. In that post I urged people to go out today (or any day they want to for that matter), and talk to someone with MS. Have them explain what life is like for them, and how their life goes on despite the difficulties.
And two of my colleagues followed that advice!
