Boiled Noodle

*Author's Note: I am sorry that I assumed that all MSers have a certain gait. I did not mean to be a small minded bigot when I said that. I recently attended an MS function where we all got together with our families and I could pick out who had MS there, hence my conceited assumption that all of us walk a certain way. I can only say that all my brain damage was showing when I made that remark. And for those of you who are lucky enough to not have a gait disturbance, I think I hate you! I walk like the ground is uneven so even when I try to look "normal" (albeit a very rare occurrence) it gives me away every time. I will get over my shame in time -- okay, I'm over it. Back to my usual nonsense. One last thing, I lived in Houston for awhile, so I can sympathize with the comment about the Florida heat. You have my pity and respect that you can thrive in that humidity.


Due to the desert-like temperatures and ungodly humidity, I have been giving some serious thought to moving to the Northwest Territories. Yes, the cold makes me a little more stiff but I think that is preferable to feeling like a boiled noodle the whole summer. This heat makes me so lethargic that some days it is too much for me to even sit up without some kind of support. I feel like a floaty that someone has torn a hole in and all my air has drained out. Or, as the title of this post says, a noodle that has been thoroughly boiled and just drapes into whatever position you put it in; and the position I have been left in is lolling on the couch like some goddess waiting for someone to come by and drop grapes into my mouth. (Hopefully the red ones -- I'm not fond of the green ones.) Maybe I should see if I could join an Eskimo family and build myself a beautiful, COLD igloo. I haven't decided which would be better yet, but I must admit that I am leaning toward the Northwest Territories due to the fact that I am a weenie and do not think I could hunt seal or whale. I don't mind the cold at all. In fact, I never wear a coat in winter. If it is really cold I will wear a sweatshirt and maybe a scarf, but that is mostly because I adore scarves and winter hats, so I embrace any chance to wear them. I am never cold, and sometimes that makes me sad. I love the coats that look like something an old rancher would wear -- the leather with furry collar and cuffs; I even own one but I never wear it because I am never cold enough to. I am kind of curious if anyone else is like me and never gets cold. I know there are certain things that are almost always a given in MS, like heat bad, fatigue terrible, and our own special gait (I can tell an MSer from a mile away just by watching how they walk) but I am not sure the love of cold is as universal. I just know that I am NOT moving any further south because I do not enjoy being the last over boiled noodle in the pot. Wake me when fall is here.