I think we take life for granted. I know I did. Years of seeing people in wheelchairs, senior citizens struggling to get food from their scooters or trying to find a handicap parking spot, watching people become agitated waving at handicap people impatiently out of the way, because their time has been interrupted by someone struggling to cross the sidewalk or walkways, and even family, partners and friends change.
Today, I’m in this very same situation. I cannot go far without help. I am now at the mercy of others to see if I can get a ride, go food shopping, get a couple of loads of laundry done, and the opportunity just to get out into a different environment. I must schedule, plan, ask, pay, push my pride, dignity, independence aside, and learn patience to wait just to get the simple everyday things done and the things we’ve taken for granted.
If I had the chance to go back and live my life over, things that happened in the last twenty-five years would definitely be planned differently.
MS and My Life 