Hmmm…I spent all day on Thursday at my neurologist’s office. Undergoing an EMG, an MRI and countless X-rays to determine what is causing intense pain in my lower back. When I finished the EMG torture the doctor announced, “Well you definitely have a pinched nerve in your L5 S1.” That was the bad news but nearly in the same breath he said, “This has nothing to do with your MS.” Woo hoo! That was the good news! While it did not make it any easier for me to walk, the potential for relief was now in sight. I wouldn’t know an L5 S1 if it bit me in my bum (actually, I think it has!). But, this gave me information to do some online searching. Googling the term and looking for some possible relief for the problem, I was empowered to purchase a TENs unit, take an anti-inflammatory twice daily, rest, and slowly move, albeit painful. In the meantime, I was firmly committed to attending the ballet on Saturday evening! No matter how daunting the prospect was.
For nearly eleven years I lived a mere block away from the Kauffman Center for the Performing Arts. I can count on my hand how many times I have entered this gorgeous piece of Kansas City architecture. I have, until this dreamy evening, really not been comfortable in this space. Determined, I called the Kauffman to discover if they had wheelchairs available. Snap! It sounds as though they have a fleet! I know my friend will push me part of the journey. I am committed to moving and no medicine is better for me than an evening out with a friend. Bonus points!! Her friends are artists and architects! It is glorious to me to listen to informed people react to the architecture and experience visceral aspects of the performance! Meeting two new acquaintances, dinner in an excellent restaurant and an engaging ballet unfolding before my eyes is equivalent to a narcotic. It was a beyond wonderful event!
A perfect early fall evening. Dining al fresco, with fun new acquaintances and the lure of a Shakespeare ballet. What could be a better way to spend a Saturday evening?
I know moving is hard for us but really push through the pain and lethargy. Call a friend. Find somewhere to soak up some of our last warm days. You will feel better. I am still working with it. Yet again, another doctor’s appointment later this week but in the meantime …
The Fragile Traveler