When I was in the audio business I went to a LOT of trade shows. At one company I worked at we had a slew of rep firms that sold our products across the nation into music and pro audio stores. These warriors obviously attended all the same trade shows as me, which were scattered throughout the year all over the country.
Although it might be hard to fathom, I was a pretty irreverent little punk back then (as were all my co-workers ~ but damn we certainly were witty and clever). We had this one guy who had a firm based in Minnesota. No matter where we were, or what time of year, or what time of day, he would always come running into our booth sweating profusely and saying, “Is it a little warm in here?”. Mercy, we made a lot of fun at the expense of that poor guy. Apparently I took the communal comeuppance and was chosen to pay the group sins by getting MS, whose worst enemy is heat.
Back in the day (so I’ve heard), if you you were suspected of having MS, you’d be thrown into a tub of hot water. If all symptoms got worse, then there you’d go. MS. I’m not sure if that’s true or not, but suffice it to say I haven’t had a hot bath in years.
Now add an equation of MS, medications, menopause and living in Southern California and you’ve got one noodly challenge to standing or walking. On top of this, I can’t stand air conditioning. All that fake cold air blowing over my neck, head and body – yuck. Consequently, I tend to be one big Gumbyesque mess come summer. And of course this being Southern California, it always feels like summer.
This new treatment that I’m about to embark on (the goal of which is to stop progression), has offered some other Lemmies (evidently the Lemtrada “in crowd” gang moniker) relief from the heat as time has gone on. This would be a big bonus for me! Geez, I’ve become a gray haired, over weight, over heated grumpy old lady with a walker now. I’m so totally ready to be cool again! : -)