Laughter is the best medicine. We’ve heard the expression time and again. For decades, researchers have explored how humor helps patients relieve stress and heal. And laughter really is the best medicine! Thinking about posting these funny stories makes me feel good!
Funny Teen-age Story
On my first trip to California, I was a young girl of 18 years with long blond hair, a thin waistline and, unfortunately, a lip full of cold sores. As I was strutting down the boardwalk at Venice Beach admiring all of the buff bodies, I self-consciously covered up my mouth. As I paused, looking at the jewelry in a vendor’s case, a muscle-bound young man came up to the counter to help me. “Oh no, I thought putting my hand even more securely in front of my mouth “he’s going to see my lips!” Without looking directly at his face I could see in my peripheral vision that he was one of those huge body-builder types. To my horror, I heard him ask “Are those cold sores on your lips?” “Shoot,” I thought, “He saw!” While avoiding eye contact I heard him say, “Here, try this cream, it will really help!” and I felt him putting the cream on my mouth. As I looked up into his deep blue eyes I saw an attractively contoured face, beautiful golden hair, a silky smooth complexion… and a lip full of cold sores!
Funny MS Story
I have a walker that I can sit on, when I’m too tired to walk. Brady, my teenage son, was pushing me on the walker like a wheel chair only I’m facing backwards, (it looks really silly and is totally embarrassing.) One time while at the airport in California, we were running behind to catch our plane.
We caught a moving sidewalk to feel ‘super human’ – dananana…When we stepped onto the moving sidewalk we picked up speed …dananana…. As we know in every airport there are tons of people, which were right behind us! The walker took up the width of the entire sidewalk but that was OK because he was still pushing me, so we were going very fast. When we got to the end Brady slowed down to prevent me from tumbling backwards. But he didn’t realize there was a bump from the transition plate to transfer from the moving sidewalk to the solid floor. The wheels came to an abrupt halt, which surprised us both.
Realizing that I was stuck, I attempted to stand up forgetting I was on a moving sidewalk (because I couldn’t feel the motion) resulting in my feet getting pulled under the walker, backwards. In the attempt to save myself while Brady leaned over to assess the situation, completely oblivious to the people behind us, I grabbed the moving handrail…dananana… which caused me to start twisting as I was getting pulled under my walker, I attempted to call for help, which came out as a moan. Brady realizing that I was in distress looked behind him and saw the people! They had caught up with us, and started walking backwards but were still RIGHT THERE, and more were coming!
With more people approaching, Brady started to become uneasy. In the back of the crowd, he could see a man pushing an elderly man in a wheel chair approaching fast. I was still getting sucked under and twisted and calling for help. The man pushing the wheel chair then yelled MOOVE not realizing my condition, causing Brady to panic. I don’t know how he did it, Brady doesn’t remember either, somehow he swooped around and lifted me and my walker off the end just in time for the crowd and the man with the wheel chair to blow by like a bursting damn!
Now feeling human, being safe on solid ground, we couldn’t help but laugh. As we continued to laugh the crowd was reassured of our well being. Brady remembers the ‘wheelchair pusher’ scowling as he passed. It was just one of those times when it’s so intense, if everyone’s ok, it’s hilarious. And to this day, it still remains the funniest, most intense MS experience of my life! Brady and I laughed to the point of tears as we wrote this story.
You’d have to be there to get the full affect …dananana…
~ Laughter really is the best medicine!