Tomorrows reality

I think my lungs are just that bit better this morning, well I feel like I can actually breath most of the time. Once again I am hanging on the phone waiting to book an ambulance for Thursday, and I guess I might be waiting for a while, that is at least….., wow I take it all back that was quick and easy this time, too easy. Sorry but I just don’t trust them that much, the good thing to me is the appointment is at 5:45 pm, so I am hopeful that most of the clinics that have patient who need transport will be over by then. Now I just need to fill in all their forms so that I have them ready to go. I am thinking of doing that tomorrow and doing it while I am blogging so that I can give an idea of what they ask and what is needed to be relieved before you even see a doctor. I am sure that there are many out there who have like me never been anywhere such a place before, so some of you may find that helpful. I am not doing that today as Jake is coming to see me at 1pm today, so I want all my blogs and so on done before he arrives. Jake can’t open a pay pal account but he likes to buy things on Ebay from time to time, so I set it all up and if he wins he brings me the cash and collects his item, I have one of those items sitting here waiting. I actually haven’t seen him for a while so it will be nice to have a brief catch up. He has been the most constant of friends I have had, we may not see each other a lot but we speak every week and he makes a point of calling me. He cared for his father in his last few months and I think he has a better understanding than any of my other now vanished friends.

I try hard to explain and pass on what I have learned not just here but on twitter and Facebook, but I am touching still a tiny number, and of course they are the ones willing to listen, you can’t make people listen you can just hope that something touches a nerve and the learn from there. I expect that is something that I have in common with bloggers around the planet, a wish to pass on information, not for our own self glory, but so that a tiny part of the world is changed for the good. I wish I had the power of the TV channels, not one of which have I ever seen showing programs that explain those changes that are forced on millions of their viewers. Yes there is the odd program that will appear out of nowhere, or a story line in a soap that lasts a couple of months but that is all I have ever seen. Sorry dreaming out loud again! What is on TV just now that I am finding a refreshing break from all the Christmas programming is the doomsday programs about the 21st of December, sorry but I just love science faction, as in what if our planet was….? How could be survive if….? It never ceases to amaze me how much of it I have heard in Scifi, just proving how great their research is before they start to write.

I have recently received several approaches from well meaning people with what they believe is a cure for my MS, I do research each of them, but I always find one of two things, lots of money with no proof, or that it is something once again for people with relapse remitting MS. It is 12 months since I started to blog, strangle on the 21st, but in all that time and with all the people I have met on Twitter, here and Facebook, I have only once found one person who had the same version of MS as I have, I have made contact now with over 22 thousand people, and no list of hello’s from people with PRMS. It has made me realise more and more that the chance of any cure for me is zero. I had little doubt before I started all this, as well medical breakthroughs take years not days. If today a scientist had that eureka moment, it will probably be 20 – 30 years before anyone tries it on humans, I won’t be around to see that even start. I thought that from about month 6 after diagnosis, but the longer I remain in contact with the outside world and count those like me, my chances are now guaranteed to be zero. So my life is what it is and clearly that is still a good one, it is also one without false hope, something I think can be more damaging than the illness itself. I would drive myself nuts if I were to sit here searching for that cure, that magic pill that will change everything, acceptance of where you are is really one of those important steps towards living a good life, in your new environment. My hope is there, as big and as strong as ever, but my hope is the hope that I can continue to live this life for as long as I can, not that I will be well tomorrow skipping down the street.