I’ve contributed to a few threads this year and I know that you’re all a fine bunch of people out there. Or what I call “my gang” or “my sort of people”. (Thank you, Miranda Hart, for the running gag).
But this is the first time I’ve created a thread about my own condition. And I need help.
I got up early this morning to get some “me” time and do some breathing exercises and a bit of Tai Chi. Everything was going splendidly until Gill (my wife, and all round Gold Medal Winner, see previous contributions) got up.
After struggling, with what seemed like insurmountably demands, I suddenly realised that I only have two gears. Top gear or neutral.
At rest; I am pleasant, charming , debonair, dashing and all round cute, This is what I call “normal”.
As soon as I have to cope with the demands of reality, I shift into fifth gear. Then I am hyperactive, manic, short fused and all round horrible. This is what I call my “monster”
And Gill (my wife, see above) gets it in the face. Every day. If you have ever seen a Formula 1 car trying to take a corner flat out, you’ll know what I mean.
Is this the medications or the MS?
Gill (my wife, see previous contributions), just vetted this post and she says it’s sane enough to send. (I have no idea, and no sense of proportion).