I'm getting to that point of admitting that I'm not as normal as I was just a couple of years ago. I have my near "normal" days only once in a blue moon.

I had an accident that made me use a walker for quite a few months. Made me learn to appreciate both what others have to go through and to appreciate what I still have now.

I've been learning tips and tricks with the other stuff that's been going on. The only problem I'm really having trouble adjusting to is the wall of endurance. It keeps moving on me. I'm trying to know when my bod is telling me enough's enough - but sometimes it just hits from nowhere.