We limin

funny. Some posts ago I talked about being surprised when people correctly guess that I have ms. Well, I saw someone and correctly guessed that she has ms too; now I have a slight understanding of how we move similarly. This was a woman I’ve seen in passing for the past 2 months or so. We sit about  7 seats apart in the Mercedes Benz stadium every time Atlanta United plays a home match and I knew that she walks with a cane but of course I never knew why. Last week Saturday she came over to me and started asking about my scooter cuz she was wondering about whether she should get one and she always saw me on mine and liked them. We were talking and then she asked if we could exchange numbers so we could talk further. I said yes and she got up to walk to her seat to get her phone and I looked at her as she did so. As soon as I saw her left leg almost making a circle as she moved it to take a step with it, I thought “oh my. Wonder if she has ms? (J refers to it as the MS walk) When she came back I asked her if it was okay if I asked what was wrong and she responded that she has ms. Now hear how I’m a jackass. I think I mentioned this before but can anyone tell me why I react excitedly when I learn that someone else has it???? It’s not like I think it’s a good thing but for some reason I always react with “OH!!! Me too!!!” like we’re in some kinda exclusive club or something. I’ve committed to stop reacting that way and really bringing my response down a notch going forward. Smh

i had a scare (of sorts) recently. Long story short, Bumbleebee broke – literally – his handle bar broke in two. One side actually came off in my hand as I was rolling around somewhere. I knew it was cracked (won’t bore u with those details) and I probably should not have been using him but I thought I was being careful. 

Anyhoo, I’ve only had him for a year and a half and he wasn’t cheap so I really didn’t want to have to discard him already . Luckily I was able to get in touch with a welder who pieced him back together and, although he is actually not currently in my possession, he is back in business and we cooking with gas again.

I know I all over the place today but we limin – that’s what it’s all about. I going and toot my own horn lil bit. Many people have called me courageous, inspirational, heroic…I accept all the compliments graciously, but honestly, I don’t think of myself that way at all. I dunno, I guess my feeling is that for some reason (wish I knew why!), this was the hand that I was dealt and I just have to figure shit out as I go. The one thing that I’ve realised though (and quite frankly I don’t know if I was like this all along) is that I have a knack of making people feel at ease and quite comfortable around me in spite of the situation. Additionally, people seem to be drawn to me…I’m talking about strangers too. About two months ago I went to an appointment and I was actually using Optimus that day and a guy and his aunt observed as Dom removed him from the car and I rolled into the office. They approached me and fast forward two weeks later and I was talking to Flo on the phone giving her advice about buying a scooter. I was chatting with RB last night and his exact words were “…u have ah unique kinda way bout u where u does make people…not feel weird”. He’s right.  Like I said, I don’t know if I was always like that but I can say without a doubt now that people are drawn to me and I make them feel like “hey.  It’s okay. Stacey will be good..everything go be alright even under these circumstances.”

Alright.  that’s it; i gone…hol’ it dong till next time.