Today is the day! Your last badge assignment was to read a book about multiple sclerosis. I hope you found an interesting one. They are not all nonfiction statistics, y'know.
I chose Ann Romney's memoir in this together: my story. I really enjoy true life stories and I enjoyed reading Mrs. Romney's journey with MS. Since she was diagnosed prior to me, many of our recollections differ. And, unfortunately, much of our treatment(s) are vastly unalike.
Whoever coined the phrase "money can't buy happiness" didn't have an incurable disease. While folks in Ann Romney's world find solace in equestrian therapy, this country bumpkin wants her insurance to assist in paying for Ampyra so that I can walk. Ann Romney has one of the leading neurologists in the world on her side, and I am happy for her; but I cannot relate to the privileges she enjoys.
It is not Ann Romney's fault that she is wealthy and I am not. We are very, very different in every aspect other than the MonSter.
I feel that Mrs. Romney sincerely cares for her fellow MSers and I am much impressed with her affiliation to her own neurological center. I enjoy reading about other folks' relationship to their disease, even when I have no or little point of reference the their lifestyle.
It just all comes down to the fact that our bodies have besieged us and we must find our best form of defense. I am not going to be riding horses in my treatment. I cannot afford it nor am I even interested in attempting to balance my wobbly self atop such a mountain of muscle. I am glad that Ann Romney can afford this and that she does so with such passion.
So, I will earn my book badge by recommending this story with a guarded heart. Even though I find Romney's story intriguing and even though I am secretly in love with her husband and even though I will never find myself in the position to share the air she breathes (literally and figuratively), I suggest in this together to be a part of your MS library.
So, here they are: Your MS badges to date.
What's next? Summer always reminds me of fulfilling peersonal objectives...that bucket list kinda thing.
Actually I prefer to refer to it as a basket list. It sounds so much more feminine...and, well...summery.
So, I challenge you to complete an item on your basket list. Write that novel. Clean out that closet. Take that knitting class. Run that mile.
Take as long as you need. Just do not let it get away from you.
Commit to something and see it through.
Have a great weekend.