A blogger shares a personal story of multiple sclerosis.
I stood at the front door of my house and could only shake my head as I watched the backhoe digging a deep trench in my yard. A sewer line malfunction created a mess in my basement and it turned out to be a broken clay pipe in my main line. The bill will be outrageous, but what was I to do except sign the contract and give my blessing to dig away?
When the digging stopped, I thought: Alright, we’ve found the problem and it can be fixed and life can go on for my household. But it wasn’t that simple. It turned out they had misjudged the location of the pipe and had to start digging in a different spot. “Oh, my!” was not my reaction; the words were much harsher as I watched them reposition the backhoe and begin their quest again.
When they finally found the pipe in the second hole, it presented its own surprise. Instead of being a straight line out to the main sewer line, the pipe took an unexpected turn to the left. But that wasn’t all. Shortly after this discovery, they found the pipe took another turn and shifted to the right again. There are no obstacles in the yard, and why the sewer line — constructed with the house in 1974 — was built with these twists, most likely will never be known.
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