Kids are home today. (Friday)

I am a caring father.  I have never hit my kids.  Not in my DNA  (Never hit wife or girlfriends) 

Daughter is 12 and son is 11

The kids were supposed to walk dogs.  Son has today.  Daughter has been playing Princess after a Jr. High dance.

I asked the girl to walk the dogs son had done it earlier.  Daughter refused.  Son walked over and knocked on door. 

Yelling screaming, the usual. 

But for some reason I really wanted the dog walking done.

I can not walk the dogs in my condition, hence I rely on the children.

More screaming, and I got frustrated.   I wanted them to do the basic requests I suggested.  No.  Not HAPPENING.

More yelling.

STRESS!!!

And then I felt it.

Started mid-back and spiraled down.

Feet tingled.  Fingers.  Eyes throbbed.

The feet and eye actions are unprecedented.

I finally ate, and things got better.

On the stress front, we are doing some renovations for when/if I am stuck in a wheelchair. I do not want this change.  We are putting a doorway into the bedroom wall so I could go from the main room to the bedroom.   Otherwise,  I need to go up two stairs and down 2 stairs.  The house is just funky.

I feel that I have "sighted blindness."  My vision is fine.  That is to say I know where the furniture is.  And if I get away from my walker, I can rumble to where I need to get.

And we will have to move the furniture do the change.   i know where my spots of safety can assist me.  They will be moved. 

I am just concered that the combination of  my objections, the new furniture locations and the stress itself will really mess me up.

And why now?  Rehab suggested it strongly to my wife.  And I am just too tired of fighting.

The reality is that people with MS may wind up in a wheelchair.

I have spent most days since diagnosis fighting the reality.

And now I am afraid of another chink in the armor.

Damn!  Nuts!

Other words I do not type.

But I will fight.

Thank you all for reading.

Power to the people.

Power to the cur.