I was driving somewhere the other day, when I realized...
... I love these hand controls. No—I prefer these hand controls.
Yeah, I can't sip at water or tea while I'm driving—given the unpredictable, idiosyncratic, well-nigh-impossible-to-decipher behavior of my bladder, that's definitely a gift, right there— yeah, activating (briefly) the windsheild wiper is a little tricky, yeah I can't pat my wife affectionately while I'm driving, because both hands are 100% occupied with operating the "mission-critical" operations of the car, 100% of the time.
But, I gotta tell you... it's easier. More comfortable. And, dare I say, it might even be fun.
Life with M.S. is full of surprises. And those surprises are sometimes surprisingly enjoyable.
Now, that's funny.