Work Is the Problem, Not MS

I had a fantastic vacation last week. I spent a week at the beach, which is one of my favorite places to be. A good part of my childhood was spent on beaches, so they are home to me.

My MS settled down before my vacation began, which was great timing. I would have like for my MS to settle down during the two "vacation" weeks before that, where I was off work but mostly just hanging around the house. Oh, well. I was glad to feel better for the beach.

After a few days there, I was feeling really well rested. I had almost no pain. Not much fatigue. I thought that I must be healing really well! I did not feel like my MS held me back from anything I wanted to do, as long as I took it easy and did not try to pack a lot into a single day.

Unfortunately, I felt worse again this week. I am back to work. That was how I recognized that MS is not the problem; work is the problem.

I had the same level of ability/disability (is that cup half full or half empty?) both weeks. The difference was what I was required to do. I realized that if I were not working, I would enjoy these days and years more. That realization made me sad, because I am pretty sure I have to work. From the research I have done on disability finances, I am a lot better off working.

But I do not think I am better off emotionally if I am working. And the stress is horrible for my disease, increasing the inflammation that makes my body attack itself. Maybe I would not have so many relapses if I did not so much stress.

What kind of life to I have if I just work and lie down every day for years, until I am no longer able to work and also unable to enjoy most of what I like to do?

Any rich men out there interested in a semi-disabled wife?