Curiosity

I had my annual overhaul at rehab this past week. While I hate the idea of going, they have probably saved my life. While thinking about how to give an update on my life, one of the things I have noticed this year is the lack of curiosity I have in life. I was always a curious person. I wanted to know how things worked. If I saw something that interested me, I wanted to know how to do it. Over the years I have taught myself to spin and weave. I was also always very curious about the world in general, politics, science, literature, just about anything. If I didn’t have the answer I knew how to find out and research the topic I was pursuing.

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Now I just don’t care. Perhaps this comes from coping with the day-to-day achievement of just getting out of bed, with pain, and disability. There is no energy left for inquisitiveness. Of all the things I have lost to MS, this bothers me the most. It was what made life interesting. It gave me something to talk about with people and allowed me to share in the community.

This didn’t happen overnight. I have had MS for over 40 years. I have SPMS, but I manage. Some days are good, some I’d rather not talk about. It’s just been slowly eroding over the past few years and I think my curiosity completely died in the past 12 months. I could blame it on the pandemic, but that isn’t the truth. Anyone else find this?

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