It's definitely time to visit the "gifts" world... rather than the "barrage of symptoms, creative things not created, especially like the things that used to be so trivial to create, and a growing list of tragic losses" that seem to be the sine qua non of the life lived with MS. Rather, I think it might be better to explore the gifts that have been presented me. Yes, gifts.
Pasadena has been horribly hot, 100+ temperatures by 3PM. But this morning, it has been more like 72. And the sun is warming, not baking... at least not yet. I had a cup of tea and a superb English muffin, toasted and blueberry jam! I sat outside and smelled the air... looked at the trees and the clouds... Listened to the birds and the city... someone was doing old-school woodworking, using non-pneumatic manual hammers. And then, the power saw, coming from another direction.
In a few minutes, I sat on the veranda puffing at my vape stick. Life was very, very good. And all I needed to do was just be there, and pay attention. No side effects, beyond I dunno... inner peace?
So MS has led me to a place where I sit. And breathe. and listen. Would I like to return to the "beauty making" place? Hell yes. But all things in their own time.
But, at the moment, Thing One is to enjoy being alive.
A good place to start.