Typical day: the impossibles every moment of my day and yet somehow as the sun goes down, I always make it. When laying in my recliner, feeling beat up, worn out, battered and bruised, taking a minute to look back over the day, I realize that the my inner warrior kicked some major MS butt. 💪I pushed through my day with my legs and hands cramping up, tingling, hot/cold sensations while my head is buzzing, spinning and feeling lopsided. I feel like I’m on a high speed roller coaster ride. Oh, and then trying to speed dash with one leg dragging sometimes leg locking to the bathroom…well, almost. But I’m so thankful it’s not a major mess and I have a change of clothes in the bathroom, and no one even noticed that before I was wearing a pair of black shorts instead of the blue jean ones I’m wearing now.