How My Life With MS Resembles the Flight of a Songbird

I don’t have a problem falling with my MS; I fall, I get back up, no problem … except, of course, when the fall is the problem. But I try to focus on the time in between the literal and figurative multiple sclerosis (MS) falls in my life. Cherishing My Time Between Falls A slow stretch of the legs down the laneway with my pack — my two Wheaten Terriers, Sadie and Maggie — today reminded me of that time between falls. Yesterday was one of those soft, damp days that Ireland is known for. Thick, gray mist hung in the air all the day, and the long light of near midsummer through the thick clouds made for a constant shade from 5:00 a.m. until after 10:00 p.m. Days like that can make it difficult to tell what time it is. The girls still needed exercise, but going out for long in that soup wasn’t high on my list, so I just threw the ball a bit for them. Our older girl, Sadie, came up a bit lame during our catch, thus (along with some MS sleep-related stuff for me) the short, slow walk this morning. Even Songbirds Fall as They Fly As Sadie and I hobbled (and Maggie darted about like a bunny on speed) down the bóithrín, a brace of songbirds shot past overhead in a flight pattern that reminded me of how I get on between those falls. Their pattern of flight wasn’t graceful. The two did not glide effortlessly as they passed by. They wouldn’t be listed as players in any avian ballet. The birds flapped their wings once or twice to gain loft of a few meters and trajecto...
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