You know I never really did the Why me question. I got really angry at God. This is a conundrum. You see...I don't believe God that gives out disease and illness. However my logic was, Hey if You rule the universe, haven't You gotten rid of this crap yet. You know I have better things to do? I just got promoted! One of the insights I have gained from this is..that everyone has something. Maybe their something is only temporary,it's something still the same. People have asked me "how do you keep going?". I tell them "just like you" I get up. praise God for my eye's opening and then put one foot in front of the other. I have a real twisted way of looking at pain. If I am in pain (of course I have my days) and I know that no other damage will occur from enduring the pain and still doing what I set out to do, I will continue. I can either be in pain from my couch or I can be in pain doing something constructive. I'm not stupid, I do listen to my body (more) and realize when I need to just give myself a rest.
I have given up on educating people. Oh yeah I will talk to other people who are sick. I find that telling people what is going on with me get's the same response. And most of the time they really don't care. I'm not saying that in a mean way. Just stating the truth. Plus I spent a lot of time in doc's offices convincing them that I was in fact disabled. It felt like I was selling my dignity and pride for money. I needed to provide for my family. It made the whole thing easier. If people want to think I am lazy because I don't participate in a way they think I should be contributing, let them think what they want.

I would rather do too much than too little. The consequences are worth it sometime's. I made a promise to myself, much to my wife's chagrin, I will die with my boot's on. Second Hand Lion's one of my favorite movies.

Peace out
Keep good time
Kithitter

Just so everyone know's..I play drums when I can. In drummer's circles, a drum set is called a "kit". Henceforth the name Kithitter. No I don't hit kitten's and if I dont say it slow enough people think I am saying 'kidhitter". I do have some young adult "kid's' I would like to thump on everyonce in a while. They kid me all the time " dad you aint a problem anymore, you can't breathe"! My response is that I may only get thirty second's of good air, but I only need ten to take care of you!