I have been non-ambulatory for about 12-15 years, progressing from a cane, to a walker and to a wheelchair.

One of the most difficult things I fight with, is the ability to do something that previously I was able to just get up and accomplish. My OCD used to get the best of me before MS took the reins.

As I sit in my wheelchair now, I see things that would have driven me crazy years ago.  

The dust on a light fixture, a crooked lamp shade, a piece of scrap paper on the floor that everyone simply ignores, smudges on the front door window, wrinkles in clothing that weren’t folded the way I fold. So many things that I have no control over anymore.  

It is so difficult for me to merely let things go and accept that my life is different from what I had planned. There is a plan though. One that has many rewards and has put wonderful people in my life, learning to accept who I am, and to the realization that help is here if I want or need it.