It is so unforgivably hot right now that the only people actually out, out for a consistent amount of time are the landscapers. I see familiar faces, towels hanging over their head. The only reason I was out was to take my daughter to work and grab some groceries. Heat is my kryptonite.
With Multiple Sclerosis we are dealt a horrible internal thermostat. Our nerves, affected, brain lesions play a part as well (coordination, motor skills.). There are times that I don’t even realize how hot I am until it is too late? I am faint, sometimes disoriented. You would think I was intoxicated, if not buzzed. At the restaurant I have to REALLY focus or I make simple mistakes, Writing down the wrong sides, etc.
Stepping outside, my legs turn gelatinous. And it takes longer to even cool down! I cannot wait until it drops to the 80s.
But now, I am inside and after this post, I hope to be cooled down enough that I can do some writing or editing, if not, I will read, which can be just as satisfying.
