Not A Good Sign

Did I ever mention that I am strong willed????

One has to accept pain as a condition of existence. One has to court doubt and darkness as the cost of knowing. One needs a will stubborn in conflict, but apt always to the total acceptance of every consequence of living and dying. ~Morris West

I have known all along since I was introduced to my Brain Tail that everything would happen in God's perfect timing ~ I have this image of me sliding into TCI in the nick of time ~ like someone collapsing just over the finish line after running a marathon.

I have read stories about other Chiarians who have had trouble walking and I couldn't quite understand that until now. So ~ I was on the treadmill at the gym last night ~ fighting back the tears as faced the reality that I am on a steep decline. I remember only a year ago when I was able to run 6+ miles at a respectable 6 miles an hour pace. My goal was to walk for 30 minutes ~ I set the pace at a paltry 3.5 mile per hour ~ about 10 minutes into my workout I noticed that I couldn't feel my legs anymore and needed to hold onto the treadmill so I wouldn't fall off the end ~ oi! Not a good sign ~ but the good news is that my body is telling me to cool my jets until I get to TCI ~ not an easy order to follow ...