Sick and tired..
Getting accustomed to the ever worsening symptoms of this hideous disease is frustrating and potentially depressing, well it would be if it wasn’t for the ABP. As most readers of my “posts” will know I’m a strong believer in the incredible benefits the protocol has to offer.
If it wasn’t for the fact I had a nasty fall in March last year that inflicted some serious damage to my knees things would be very different. In all honesty my knees have alread suffered because of Rugby in school, college and the army and a lot of road running, plus 834 skydives, so it’s no surprise that what happened last year, I’ll not go into depth about it again but I will say that for 23.5 hrs every day I’ve been confined to bed, so no moaning from others about lockdown…mine has been my bed.
Anyway getting back to my point and the ever worsening symptoms… they aren’t!!! The protocol stopped the downward slide from an MS symptom point of view. The seventeen months in bed…. seventeen freaking months!!! have seriously wiped away the impressive thigh muscles I used to have, but in my opinion because of what I’m doing I’ve experienced significant, Significant improvement.
A month or so ago I couldn’t reach over and pick up a glass full of water with my left hand unless I wanted to share at least half of it with my bed or chest. Now not a problem, I couldn’t twist and lay on my right side and if I’d somehow managed it I definitely couldn’t have reversed the process. Getting my legs out of bed on my own was nigh on impossible and getting back in and getting comfortable without a carers help just couldn’t happen. That’s not the case now, far from it, it’s actually easy and I’m so proud of myself.
The true healing process takes a long time it’s true, but dedication, patience and commitment is of paramount importance.
Am I healed yet… no… but…
I’m a lot closer now than I was,
what drives me? what keeps me trying? I have dreams and desires, the protocol and my commitment, my belief and I’m sick and tired of…
Being sick and tired…