New York, 1936.
Peter Purves Smith.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peter_Purves_Smith
Last night was really horrible, not being able to sit well in bed; difficult to type totally slumped over to the left.
At one point I was practically lying on my left side, this was when I had to get Richie’s help to copy/paste my post into my blog.
I could not find a picture or even write the title, so left it until today when I could sit better.
It turned out, that the reason that I could not maintain a good sitting position was because I needed to go to the toilet.
Full bowels stopped me sitting well, something that I would never have experienced before MS.
Multiple Sclerosis is a strange disease, it really does change so much, in ways I could not have ever imagined.
Being so handicapped means I have had to come to terms with many things as well as many changes.
Shame and embarrassment are two things I have had to stop feeling, difficult not to feel bad about crapping in bed.
It is not in my control, I can’t do anything to stop it happening, if I could I would, which is how come there is no shame, blame or any embarrassment.
