Wind Quest

Think back to when you were eight years old. What did you consider awesome back then? And how does that compare to what you consider awesome now?

Certain words or phrases take on different meanings as one journeys through life. I started thinking about this the other day, when I told my wife I needed to find my second wind

When I was in high school, having a second wind usually referred to finding the energy to struggle through another two-a-day football practice that dominated my month of August.

In college, finding a second wind might have been referenced when I forced myself to stay awake while studying for Finals.

Years later, married and striving for success in my career, what defined discovering a second wind had once again transformed. I often left home at 7 a.m. for work and didn’t return until around 10 p.m. I was tired from a long day at the office, followed by an evening class in graduate school, but I still needed to muster up the energy to study for a couple hours before starting the cycle again the following day.

TROLLING FOR ENERGY

Fast forward to 2015, more specifically a few days ago, when I uttered the phrase second wind to my wife. I was using it to describe the energy I was hoping to find to go take part in a family activity. But unlike in years past, I wasn’t exhausted from studying late into the night, or running wind sprints in the unforgiving heat of August.

Instead, I was lying in bed, tired from taking a shower and shaving my face...and was struggling to find the strength to get up and go to lunch with my family.

In that moment it dawned on me, the phrase second wind, describes pretty much every moment of every day for most of us living with multiple sclerosis.

On any day, by mid-morning, I’ve already had to dig deep for a 4th or 5th wind. And although I’ve never tracked it, I’d wager that most days involve at least a dozen instances of finding yet another wind.

My wife understands this, as do our children…to the extent that children can process the struggles with my health and energy level.

At times, it can be hard to accept – I miss what it feels like to have energy in reserve. In my best moments, I’m present and able to focus on the moment at hand until I’m stung by a sudden waive of fatigue. I can literally feel the energy leave my body.

I can almost envision a troll-like figure, waddling up to me, laughing hysterically – exposing its decaying teeth. It wears a shirt that obnoxiously reads, “Mojo Stealer” and it merrily sticks a needle in me to sap out all of my energy.

AWESOME SAUCE

Vincent

Thirty years ago, the list of things I considered awesome probably included slimy bugs, the Atari 2600 and the movie Ghostbusters.

Life has changed a lot since then…and in 2045, I’m sure I’ll look back with fondness on the silly things I considered awesome in 2015.  

With a few exceptions, of course. For example, you know what would be awesome

  • …waking up one morning and not already being tired
  • …spending time with my children without struggling to keep my eyes open
  • …standing, for more than a few minutes, without feeling shooting pains in legs 
  • …actually looking forward to a holiday celebration or one of my children’s birthdays, instead of fearing I won’t have the energy to enjoy it
  • …losing the guilt I have from seeing my wife do more to support our family because of my disease
  • …having a day – even just half a day – go by that doesn’t require me to find a second wind

Those definitions of awesome will stand the test of time. 

Unfortunately, I’m getting tired just thinking about it, so please excuse me while I go fetch myself another wind. It’s going to be awesome!

 

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Michael

Michael Wentink, Blogger

In 2008, Michael Wentink was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis. At 31, he was a new father, a recent MBA graduate and a Director at a Fortune 500 company. MS altered this path and after an early retirement, Michael is now navigating life on a road less traveled. A native of Northern Virginia, Michael currently resides in San Antonio, Texas with his wife and two young children. Read about his journey with multiple sclerosis at mjwentink.com and follow him on Twitter.