I Can Do It Myself...Will Somebody Help Me?
Physical and emotional changes have wrecked havoc on my self confidence and self esteem, but I am learning and will continue to learn how to alter my ways of doing. I am learning to modify my environment to make cooking, cleaning easier. I used to not want to ask for assistance from my family, like my husband and my children. Especially my children. I felt that they were children they needed a childhood and they need not to be burdened by "Mom Chores". Now, my whole view on this has shifted. Yes, now, the kids have a chore list, more so than before. The focus is if we want Mom to stay healthy, then she needs help. I am learning to live with this.
Living with Advance Multiple Sclerosis is not easy. I now use a cane. I cook, at time, in my cart, and I have a motorized scooter. These are all things that, do I like? No, but do I need them? Yes. Do they give me more independence and control? Yes. I call them my necessary evil.
Look, asking for assistance is hard, difficult, embarrassing, but, needed. I am slowly learning to put my pride aside and say, "I really can't do this or that, could you please help me?" It is still difficult because I do worry about being a burden on my family. But, I also realized that not asking for help, is the same as asking for help and doing too much can aid to a serious set back for me. What I have found out is that doing too much leads to exacerbations, which leads to a relapses, which leads to more steroids and the vicious cycle starts all over again. I grit and bear it, but, I have to admit, I need help more often than not. And, I think that I am okay with this....well at least today.