Lock Down.
We’ll Summer is in full swing. Green and growing. And some now growing not so green. There life span is concluding and The Heat is doing it’s work. It’s what happens here. It is what it is.
Summer use to mean fun in the sun for me in years passed. Dirt Biking. Swimming. Snorkling. Hiking. Camping. etc. etc. etc. Now it just means one thing. Lock Down.
I was going to say here… Don’t misunderstand me, I like the fact that I can retreat to the house, turn to airconditioner on, and chill out. But I just can’t say that with all sincerity. I am thankful I have airconditioning but, seriously, I can’t say I like retreating to the house when the temperature gets 80 and above.
It’s Summer. It’s what happens here. It is what it is. I don’t get a choice.
Anyway. It’s a source of frustration. I try not to let it get to that point but, it does. It’s what happens. It is what it is.
I don’t know if anybody, besides those who suffer with MS heat intolerance, understand it. The reason I say this is because of the questioning looks I often get when mentioning I can’t tolerate the heat. The look is like, a lot of people don’t like the heat, a lot of people don’t do well, and we all need to be careful, and drink water. All of this is true. And I don’t want to deminish any of those statements or thoughts. However. I just need to reiterate this. I know I have probably stated this all before. The Heat is a thief. It steals from me. It steals my strength. It steals my thinking. It steals my abilities.
These again all seems like a whinefest to me. Sorry. I want to be heard. I want to be understood. I would even like, maybe, to impart some information to a newly diagnoised person who might be experiencing heat sensitivity and not understand what’s going on.
It’s a real thing. It’s a serious thing. It’s a scary thing.
This early summer I came face to face with my limitations. I guest I had underestimated my ability and an aspect of heat sensitivity. This underestimation jumped up a hit me in the face. I’ll try explain.
It was a cool morning. Temperatures were in the 60s and the sky was cloudy. I got a wild idea that I wanted to go for a hike. So off we go. I put my ice vest on because I knew and have experienced that any exercise can heat one up. Even the act of walking can warm you up pretty good. Hiking more so it seems, especially uneven terrain. Just a little ways into the hike I realised my error. We were walking in the mountains, on a well maintain trail, but it was going down hills. I started realizing that if we are going down, we need to climb back up to get to the car. I realized I wasn’t going to be able to do that. This fact was evident even before the heat factor kicked in.
