I often say (as a lot of people with long term health problems do) that I won't let it dictate how I live my life. This was reflected at the weekend when I met up with a school friend who I hadn't seen in the best part of a decade.
In honour of our meeting in Central London I decided to abandon the crutches in favour of one stick (seriously - have you ever tried to marshal crutches in crowded places?!). I also decided to take some 'tourist time' whilst waiting to meet my friend.
Soho, Covent Garden, the National Gallery and Whitehall. By the end of the day I could barely stand. The muscles in my feet were seized up and my legs were pretty wobbly. Finally returning to North Greenwich I fell into a black cab to complete my journey home.
The limits now seem not to be 'listen to your body' as I had no warning signs that I was over-doing it. The limit now is accept MS and adjust. Maybe it won't dictate how I live my life... but it will demand some concessions.