I am doing fairly well today: walking and my vision doesn't seem to be that much of an issue; for that I am truly grateful.

I felt so good today I actually went out with Mother and Father.  We went to the park; it was such a pretty, sunny day out with highs in the 70's and lows last night dipped into the 50's (40's outlying areas).  The northern lights were runnin' wild in our skies last night, so I was able to enjoy them.  They were stunningly beautiful!

It seems the Bear has retreated to his cave.  Unlike the last time I wrote, my MS has decided to quiet down.  I've actually enjoyed this week; it was nice not to worry about my health, but what's to say about tomorrow?  Or the next day or even the one after that?  As I stated in my last entry, MS can be unpredictable: that's why I've christened it as The Bear.

Don't know why I call the Bear a male, I just do.  LOL

Anyway, back to the park.  I went to the park with Mother and Daddy, and to save my body, I took my wheelchair with me.  It's motorized.  We had a nice walk (or in my case, ride!).  The park was full of visitors; they were taking advantage of the pleasant weather.  According to the weather forecasters, it's supposed to heat back up into the eighties; after all, it is still August, which means it is still summer.  Fall will not be here for at least another month, but it was sure nice to be able to have a preview of things to come!

I would love to be able to go back to work, but since I've become sick with this disease, I have had to apply for disability.  I haven't heard anything about it so far, but I am praying with all my heart and soul that I am approved: it would make things so much easier, and I wouldn't have to be such a burden to Mother or Father!

Sometimes I think back to my days as a teacher (I taught first grade) and I cry because I miss the rapport I had with the little ones.  The kids I taught were wonderful: most were First Nations kids; in my area there are a lot of people who are First Nation.  They called me Miss Kristen or Miss Egglesteiner.  Egglesteiner is  my last name.  (By now you were probably thinking it was Hope, didn't you?  Well, Hope is my middle name; my last name is Egglesteiner.)

I wonder if the children even remember me or think about me.  I certainly hope they do because I think about them with much fondness and love.  I thoroughly enjoyed each and every one of my students.

I'm now sitting in my room ... actually, I'm lying on my bed, typing this on my laptop.  I've been going to and from Facebook, playing Farmville; I play that when I'm bored or trying to relax.  Or I write in my online journal at blogspot.com.  That is if my MS isn't rearing his ugly bruin head again!

Mother is cooking supper (tonight she's preparing venison and fried potatoes) and Father is probably sitting in his favourite easy chair, watching Canadian League Football; he is a huge football fanatic.  His team must be losing; I don't hear much cheering or yelling going on.

Well, I'm going to get back to my Farmville, so I'd best go.  I will write again on another day when the Beast isn't growling or being a pain in my butt.  Hopefully I'll have more days like today; today was one of the best days I've had since the Bear has taken residence inside my body!  Take care; see you all again soon!

~Love, Kristina Hope.  :)

~To be continued.~