24 September 2011

This weekend I am going to be riding in a bike ride to raise awareness for Multiple Sclerosis with 7,000 of my not so closest friends. I have been heavily involved with the organization for several years after a family member got diagnosed; now it seems like more people than not have it and that sucks. Anyway, I’m out a few weeks ago in the city and I see this guy who is rather easy on my sober eyes, a few inches shorter than I am but whatever – guys who are significantly taller by like 4 + inches give me more of a complex (I am 5’10’’) but I can wear flats for the right guy haha. Aiden comes over and strikes up a conversation and for once it was as simple as “hi, I’m Aiden, what’s your name?” WOW basic introductions without lines happen so rarely these days and I think that’s hot!

Aiden and I are discussing the finer things in life after a few libations and a quick make out session in the corner; sports, cocktails, vacations – a man after my own heart. We were both talking about what we have going on this fall figuring out how we were going to make some time to hang out either during peak or ‘off peak while I’m on his peak’ hours. I said I have this bike ride and a few other races lined up and he was looking forward to snowboarding since he loves to surf but the east coast isn’t the best for that – although he was one of those guys out in the ocean riding waves when the hurricanes were rolling in.

He starts asking me more about the bike ride and my training for it and why I’m riding. I tell him that I have been affiliated with the M.S. Society for about 6 years now and have met some amazing people along the way that have it and feel like we need to do more to get better treatments and ultimately a cure. Aiden goes on to tell me that he was also diagnosed when he was 25 and goes through the whole painstaking process what lead up to his diagnosis – the blurry vision, balance problems which totally screwed up his surfing etc etc and finally – the spinal tap. I asked how he was managing his symptoms and how he was over the summer since a majority of people with M.S. have a horrible time in the heat and this summer has been especially brutal. He said he was managing just find and I told him I was happy to hear and even happier that he was able to continue with his surfing and snowboarding and living an active lifestyle. I took a stab at what medication he was on and he said I was right that was what he was prescribed but he refuses to take it….WHAT???????????? GLASS SHATTERING…. How can you not be taking your meds? Did you not hear that this is a cause after my heart? Then I start to lecture him on people who were not diagnosed until a later stage and the permanent damage they live with then went into what happens when you don’t take your meds. Scarlett Philanthropy MD is on duty apparently with a prescription pad full of common sense to be given as needed. Aiden told me it didn’t matter; he would be fine and wasn’t going to take his meds because he didn’t need to, he would get over it – ummm honey you don’t get over M.S., it’s not the flu. I bet you he is going to be one of those assholes who won’t vaccinate his kids either. Thankfully, I will not be the mother of his offspring so it won’t be my measles to worry about.

I ended up having to walk away from Aiden at that point, nothing he could say would make me want to take him home and show him how easy taking the medication is when administered by Scarlett. Another specimen of hotness and good conversation wasted because I need to bust out the standard card. Sigh. When I do this bike ride on Saturday and I am starting to get tired and sore, I will think of Aiden and how my pain will be temporary but his meat headedness will cause his to be permanent.

Point of the Conversation: If a patient won’t inject themselves with their quality of life saving medications, you shouldn’t let them stick you with their prick based solely on principle.

- Scarlett

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