Or as my brother Jack cracked to me, “don’t put me in a wheelchair, yet.” He’s right.

Much of what I’ve read in the past about Lupus and MS is that positive thinking goes a long way toward helping the body to heal and to cope. There is no cure, but there is no reason to sit down in a dark room and wait for the train to run you down.

I’ve been busting my patoot all this year with my determination to get control of the health of my body. It’s been a losing battle. The last blow came when I visited the doctor last week and he pulled me from the CURVES exercise program. My joints are not dealing well with the resistance machines and I’ve been in pain since joining. This frustrates me to no end, and it’s taking every last bit I have to not let this get the better of me.

The doc has recommended swimming. I haven’t a problem with that; I just have to locate the type of program he wants me to take. So, I’m looking, and we’ll take it from there.

Coming soon, another story from my past inspired by my most recent Thursday 13.

Tags: Family, Health, Lupus, multiple sclerosis

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