MS

How two broken people made the most of a chance meeting

How two broken people made the most of a chance meeting

‘You okay?’

I’d dropped my walking stick. The CRACK sound of my metal stick on the concrete must have been loud. I had earphones in, listening to The Cure, so didn’t notice at first.

‘—yeah,’ I replied, stopping the song so I could make contact with the Good Samaritan a couple of feet away. Reaching down, I managed to grab the stick without falling over.

‘I’m fine.’

If MS had an address, it would be Abbey Road

If MS had an address, it would be Abbey Road

Some diseases will strike loud and hard, like a fist bashing on your front door. Others like mine come in ‘through the bathroom window’, where no-one’s looking.

I’d been in the ‘bathroom’ with my illness for a few years. It was a secret of sorts, only because my wife and I didn’t know quite when to get a confirmation.