In the spirit of informing those who wish to understand… These are the things that I would like you to understand about me before you judge me…
Please understand that being sick doesn’t mean I’m not still a human being. I have to spend most of my day sitting on my arse, and if you visit I probably don’t seem like much fun to be with, but I’m still me stuck inside this body. I still worry about stuff and work and my family and friends, and most of the time I’d still like to hear you talk about yours too.
Please understand the difference between “happy” and “healthy”. When you’ve got the flu you probably feel miserable with it, but I’ve been sick for years. I can’t be miserable all the time, in fact I work hard at not being miserable. So if you’re talking to me and I sound happy, it means I’m happy. That’s all. It doesn’t mean that I’m not in a lot of pain, or extremely tired, or that I’m getting better, or any of those things. Please, don’t say, “Oh, you’re sounding better!”. I am not sounding better, I am sounding happy. If you want to comment on that, you’re welcome.
Please understand that being able to stand up for five minutes, doesn’t necessarily mean that I can stand up for ten minutes, or an hour. With a lot of diseases you’re either paralysed, or you can move. With this one it gets more confusing.
Please repeat the above paragraph substituting, ”sitting up”, “walking”, “thinking”, “being sociable” and so on … it applies to everything. That’s what this kind of illness does to you.
Please understand that MS is variable. It’s quite possible (for me, it’s common) that one day I am able to walk to the park and back, while the next day I’ll have trouble getting to the kitchen. Please don’t attack me when I’m ill by saying, “But you did it before!”, if you want me to do something then ask if I can. In a similar vein, I may need to cancel an invitation at the last minute, if this happens please do not take it personally.
Please understand that “getting out and doing things” does not make me feel better, and can often make me seriously worse. MS may cause secondary depression (wouldn’t you get depressed if you were stuck inside for ages on end!?) but it is not created by depression. Telling me that I need some fresh air and exercise is not appreciated and not correct – don’t you think that if I could possibly do it that I would?
Please understand that if I say I have to sit down/pee/lie down/take these pills now, that I do have to do it right now – it can’t be put off or forgotten just because I’m out for the day (or whatever). MS does not forgive.
If you want to suggest a cure to me, DON’T. It’s not because I don’t appreciate the thought, and it’s not because I don’t want to get well. It’s because I have had almost every single one of my friends suggest one at one point or another. At first I tried them all, but then I realised that I was using up so much energy trying things that I was making myself sicker, not better. If there was something that cured, or even helped, all people with MS then we’d know about it. This is not a drug-company conspiracy, there is worldwide networking (both on and off the Internet) between people with MS, if something worked we would KNOW.
If after reading that, you still want to suggest a cure, then do it, preferably in writing, but don’t expect me to rush out and try it. If I haven’t had it suggested before, I’ll take what you said and discuss it with my doctor. He’s open to new suggestions and is a great guy, and he takes what I say seriously.
Please understand that in many ways I depend on you – people who are not sick – I need you to visit me when I am too sick to go out, I need you to shop for me, I need you to cook and clean for me, I need you to take me to the doctor, sometimes I need you to support me so I can walk to the bathroom without falling over.
Please understand that I need you on a different level too… you’re my link to the outside world, if you don’t set up my recliner in the lounge-room I can’t watch TV and if you don’t bring home a newspaper I can’t read it. If you don’t come to visit me then I won’t get to see you.
… and, as much as it’s possible, I need you to understand me.
Adapted by S Hamilton 2004 – taken from an article by Ricky Buchanan.