I got sidetracked last post with wanting to respond to Mary about her feelings of guilt with having MS and I neglected my promise to follow up on that Las Vegas trip that Mandy and I took and of which I spoke in my prior post titled ‘Scaredy Scouts.’ Back on track, here’s what happened...
A day or two before our trip was to begin, with me ready to pack the wheelchair, Mandy started asking me to hold up a bit, saying that we might not need it. She was beginning to feel as if this latest exacerbation was starting to lose its grip on her. Watching her walk without a cane to steady her gait I felt that perhaps she was being a trifle optimistic; that there was no way she was going to be able to maneuver the expanse of Las Vegas Convention Center without wheels. Believe me, though, I hoped she was right.
On the morning of our trip, as I was packing the car, I asked about the wheelchair. “No, leave it. I don’t think we’ll need it.” she said. Well, overly optimistic or not, I don’t believe in second guessing my wife when it comes to her body. After all, she’s no fool. If she thinks she can make it, then we’re going to maneuver Vegas on foot power alone.
As anyone who travels knows, the worst part of traveling is dealing with the airports. Security lines, crowds, long walks to gates, etc., can all take their toll on the disabled. We were lucky this trip. Truth be told, there were no long lines or other problems at the airports. Even the planes were on time. My guess is that the deterioration of our economy is helping to reduce the number of people who can afford to travel by plane. Of course, traveling by car isn’t much better these days. Even Vegas is feeling the pinch.
Mandy did well. We learned long ago to take advantage of benches where she can rest whenever the opportunity presents itself. If I wanted to talk with someone and there was a bench nearby, Mandy would usually find someone to chat with and rest while I took care of business. We have learned that there are few things more important than our simply enjoying our time together no matter where life may take us. MS, despite what you might think, has in some ways done us a favor. It has made our marriage stronger by teaching us that while time is the most precious of all commodities, the moments we spend together are more precious still.
Published On: September 30, 2008