Sunday, September 15, 2013

Mad



Today is the lst day I was mad.  We took my son to the Magnificent Mile fun run downtown to support motor neuron disorders.  It was just a mile.  And in normal days I would be one of the moms who ran the last 200 yards with her son, cheering him on with the wind in their hair, music blaring, runners everywhere. Or even run the whole thing. But I could hardly walk to the folding chair. The mismatch between what I could do in my head and what I could do with my body was large.  And this is the first day I was mad at what I could not do.  Now later, when my husband had cooked and cleaned, and the dishes were left to do. And I had to say I was too tired to do them. Not as mad.

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