The ballots have been counted! It’s a unanimous decision! Cooking is not included in “my new normals.” I have to recognize. I’m not the only one living with MS. My husband is too! There are things we BOTH can no longer do. It’s simply not fair for me to engage in potentially dangerous endeavors. Selfish and unfair.
I got this recipe magazine….Weight Watchers. It’s funny that after everything I’ve been through weight is still on my mind. Some things never change!
I’m no Emeril Lagasse but I had a great idea to fix a quick dinner while Tom was at the gym.
Mistake number one.
Everything was going relatively smoothly when I noticed it was getting harder to move my right leg. I continued.
Mistake number two.
I was losing my balance and caught myself by leaning on the stove. Apparently, I switched a burner on that only had an empty pot on it. I saw smoke. I looked at my dinner. It looked fine.
I attempted to clean my work area, although now the fatigue was in full force and walking even with the walker became presumptuous.
I managed to turn the fan on, but Tom came back and saw the apartment, the smoke and me, struggling to stand.
He quickly went to the red burner, turned it off, and simply said, “What are you doing?”
I said, “Trying to fix dinner.”
“Why didn’t you wait for me?”
I whispered, “Are you mad at me?”
“No… just disappointed.”—THREE.
Hello I’m your newest follower. Another MS’er here, diagnosed 2 1/2 years ago. Look forward to reading more of your blog. Stop by mine too!
Thanks so much. I feel like singing WE ARE FAMILY!