How neglectful of my parents not to realize I had ms when I was young enough to be starved to death by thentime I was 19!! Actually, I wasn't dx until I was in my 40s, despite a couple of bad attacks which made me leave whatever job I had at the time because I was no longer capable of doing it.
Despite finally retraining, getting a degree, I now sit on my arse all day positively coining it. What's more, I look perfectly OK so can clearly 'do a task or two'. Of course, I can. I can do a task or two at home, like just about getting around the shops and home again. Then I have to rest until it's time to cook supper - that is, I can feed my family. Whoopdidoo!
I would have to arrange to arrive at work about two hours early in order to recover from the journey sufficiently to do whatever (easy) tasks I was contracted to do starting at my contracted time. Then I would need to rest probably every hour for a minimum of 15 minutes in order to do another hour. Then after returning home from work, I would need another couple of hours to rest before I could do anything else.
Meanwhile, (you may have heard this), ms more often than not affects your bladder, so I would be running off to the loo every 20-30 minutes.
Now, I realize that I am an ideal employee, and just to compound that, a week of such frenetic activity would trap me in bed for at least 5 days. So, one week on, one week off. It's no wonder every organisation within a 50 mile radius is begging to employ me.
And at home my dd would only ever see me in bed.
Some people are just so ignorant 
you can only laugh at them. It's the sort of twaddle you get from 12 year olds, isn't it?
Please do feel free to swap with me, you silly person.