When I started sharing my MS tales and experiences, I didn’t think I would end up giving out about missing a nail appointment.
In a time where we are looking at the withdrawal of medications, crazy waiting lists, and a lack of neurological facilities, here I am whinging about my Shellac.
MS is kicking my ass at the moment. In the battle of it versus me, I am lagging behind. MS played a sneaky move, and landed me in A&E on Friday night. Nothing too serious, but a reminder that if I get too complacent or cocky, it can put me back in my box. It was unpleasant at the time, but after being superbly looked after and checked over, I was back at home by lunchtime on Saturday.
The most annoying part though… I had to cancel my nail appointment. My precious half an hour every few weeks, where I can’t check my phone, and just get to sit there while the technician works her magic on my paws.
I know how superficial this sounds, and ridiculous that a missed trip to a salon is more significant than a unscheduled trip to A&E, but it serves as a reminder of the part of my life I have no control over. The part that MS can frig up with no notice. Plus, my nails looked shocking!
I managed to get an appointment at another salon today. I paid extra for location, location, location, and sat looking out at the wee bit of mountain I could see behind the high-rise of The Town Centre.
I had half an hour where I allowed my brain to churn through the previous 36 hours, had a bit of a sniff, shook myself down, and came home with Dark Lava talons.
I can’t do anything about waiting lists, medications or MS, but for now, for today, I am on my way back to nailing it.
Niamh McCarron 