Faking wellness

I titled this as such because I have been known to pretend really,really well.

It all started last week. One of my husbands co-workers stopped by the house. She was not invited and did not give prior notice.

This is a HUGE pet peeve of mine. If me or my hubby are in the yard it does not mean we’re up for company, rather just in our yard.

But being this lady is a co-worker I held my tongue. This task is very hard for me as you all know. She pulled up and got out of her car. Hamm and Sampson were as shocked as Lance and I.

Hamm starts barking letting her know she made a big mistake and Sampson being the big goof runs up and starts jumping on her. What did I do? I called Hamm away but that was all the assistance I was willing to render. Lance eventually got Sampson to stop jumping on her. I asked Lance to kennel Sampson inside. He did, while he was away she comes over to say hi.

I’m cordial but annoyed. I said hi how are you! etc. She then goes on to tell me she’s so sorry. She had the most mournful look on her face. Kind of like I had recently had a death in the family.

Me being me said “what are you so sorry about?” She says I’ve heard you’ve been having health issues. While it was very sweet of her to offer her condolences regarding my failing health, it pissed me off beyond belief. My response was “don’t feel sorry for me I’m more able bodied than most healthy people”. She then fumbled over her words. I then interjected and said “I’ve had this a long time and am pretty damn durable. No need to feel sorry for me”. I don’t think she was insulted by my curt response, at least I hope not.

I really hate that people feel the need to be up in my business. I went on to tell my hubby I sure hope you’re not making out like I’m on deaths doorstep because I’m not. He said he didn’t and really didn’t know where she was getting her info.

Enough of that little annoyance.

I started my membership at the gym and have been doing pretty good. Nothing nuts, but feel I’m doing good and making progress getting back some muscle.

At that gym there are all walks of life. It’s not a bunch of models or guys out of muscle magazines. Just normal average joes/janes. There is big,small,tall and short. There’s one guy that is blind. He has a guide dog and trainer and seems to be doing well. What does this do for me? It makes me feel like my cane is no big deal.

Yesterday I did my little workout and at one point a lady said to me. You look good, what do you do? How long have you been working out here? I told her I recently joined. She said “wow what do you eat?” I said veggies, a lot of veggies. Which is true. I do eat a ton of veggies.

What I didn’t tell her was that I don’t eat a lot because nausea keeps me from wanting to eat. Remember when I said don’t envy the skinny girl she may be sick? Never envy anyone, you don’t know their struggles. I didn’t bother telling her I had MS,  I wanted to be normal for a bit. I usually try to educate people, but after the whole uninvited guest the other day I just couldn’t deal with another pity look I just knew she’d give.

I may or may not tell the her truth if I see her again. I may just keep it to myself. I am an advocate for us MSers. I do try to educate people. But damn it was nice not to be the sick lady in the room.

Working out is going well. I really appreciate my son getting me that membership. Had he not I wouldn’t have spent the money, only because I wouldn’t want to waste the money if I couldn’t go.

But since he did, I know I’ll be more apt to use it so he wouldn’t have wasted the money. He paid a year in advance so I am going to make the most of the year ahead. God willing I’ll rejoin next year. Still trying to get my footing and into the habit of going. It’s a process, and I’m determined to if anything give it 💯

Happy Friday folks, make it a good one and have a great weekend.

Author: mswithmsalex

A funny gals take on the ups and downs of dealing with MS. The stuff people don't like to talk about. The hilarious situations I've found myself in. I hope this brings laughter to a disease that isn't very humorous

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