It is called pseudo bulbar and it is a subtle yet terribly frustrating MS symptom. I’ve referred to it before as “loosely tethered emotions” which means it is difficult to stifle a snicker or sob. The former is much more problematic, especially when disciplining teenagers. If their response is 99% defiant and 1% ridiculous, I giggle. Kara says, “It’s not funny!” and I agree, but I can’t help it. Well, maybe I can but I don’t know how to do it.
I learned one way to control it last night. I attended Ryan’s choir concert at the high school. I was alone because Erika also had a concert at the same time. The lights dimmed and the first number began. It was a group of girls completely devoid of my progeny. However, from the opening chords I was struck with the thoughts, “Amanda used to sing here” and “I really miss her.”
These are reasonable parental thoughts but with my condition, I could not afford those thoughts. As my lips began to quiver I quickly tried to think of something else. Baseball. The Angels are in Chicago tonight. Well, all but one; one is in Provo. Cue wave of emotion. C’mon, pull it together man. Pay attention to the number; these girls are singing well. I mean, it might be better with….dang it. You look like a freak, sitting alone starting to shudder. You’re going to have to walk out if you can’t control it. I bit my knuckle. It hurt but it was working.
I am happy to report that I was able to stay composed and enjoy the concert, my finger is still intact, and that Ryan was amazing!!
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Some of that emotional stuff just might be hereditary!
Yeah - ditto to Shauna. I think it is so hereditary that I got a healthy dose of it just marrying into the family.
"Well, all but one; one is in Provo."
Dang, that's good.
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