It starts with a stitch
A few deep breaths
Then you’re knitting my ribs together
With barbed wool
The front
Then the back
Swirling into my abs
Then my lower back
A corset of pain
The cat the cow
The cat the cow
Stretching every way for relief
Breathe
Distract
It’s just a physical thing
I hug myself hard
To try to get you to let go
Nothing helps
Just breathe
I’m writing this as I’m experiencing a common MS symptom, known as the ‘MS hug”. I’ve always been a hugger but this is not the kind of hug anybody wants to experience. When people refer to multiple sclerosis as a MonSter, it’s for good reason. It sneaks up and attacks when you’re at your weakest. I’ve been fighting the cold from hell, downgraded from the flu thanks to the infrared sauna.
So – stress. The worst enemy of anybody with a chronic illness. Hence, the MS hug and an increase of all the other symptoms that make me feel like Beetlejuice in that electrified way, minus the energy.
Good times.
Just breathe.
❤️ Amanda
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