And the hits just keep on coming

I am so stressed out I can’t even keep my bill paying straight. I’m not sleeping well and watching him go down, down, down the well of secondary progressive MS is going to kill me before it does him.

I am a wreck from every little bump or thump I hear thinking he’s fallen again. I’ve run up and down stairs so many times I think my legs are going to fall off the next trip.

I’m not a nurse. I am so sick of emptying pee bottles, I did not choose to do this but this is all I do lately. I wait on him and run myself ragged.

Is there help out there? Not for us it seems.

This is not life. This is a slow death.




About doggonedmysteries

Agented Mystery Writer, Bull Terrier owner --we have two, Avid gardener.

Posted on October 17, 2015, in MS related and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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