I’m guessing if you’re reading this, you agree that your least favourite day of the week is Monday (or as a good friend of mine calls it, Moanday)! Did anything exciting ever happen to you on a Monday? As a child, getting up on a Monday was always torture. You had the whole weekend free and the next thing you knew, that dreaded day was upon you again. Also, for me, it would be the most likely day of the week to miss my bus or get a flat tire. I can’t speak for other countries, but in Ireland the rain always seems heavier and feels that much colder on a Monday.
As a person with multiple sclerosis, I have good days and bad days. There are those days when you jump out of bed and those when you could win a gold medal for sleeping. My bad days feel like Mondays. Those days when your feet feel like lead, and there is a little person in your head hitting your skull with a tiny but effective hammer.
Then there are Tuesdays. Tuesdays are marginally better. Tuesdays you get out of bed, and it doesn’t feel as oppressive as a Monday. With MS, a Tuesday is a day where you have a little bit more energy, just enough to get by. By lunchtime, however, you have used it all up and are either sprawled on the couch or hidden in your bed under 37 duvets. By Wednesday, you can see that Friday is that much closer. For someone with MS, a Wednesday is where you made it to the supermarket, possibly did some laundry and chilled out on the sofa for the rest of the day.
Here comes Thursday! On a Thursday you can practically taste Friday. In MS terms, a Thursday is when you feel slightly less like a zombie and a little more human. Household chores, while not easy, are not as a difficult as they were earlier in the week.
Sweet, sweet Friday is here. Finally. Your whole body starts to relax. Things are improving and you feel like your energy is returning. Saturday and Sunday you feel great. You feel like you could take on the world. Cognitively, this is the best you have been in a while. Moving is easier and pain is practically non-existent. You visit friends and catch up on all those things you haven’t been able to do. You are not worrying over Monday coming again because you realise it is out of your control. It is part and parcel of living with MS but you tell yourself, before there is a rainbow there has to be rain.