I understand just where you're coming from, Sally. It seems to me that the longer we live with this horrible -- HORRIBLE -- disease, the more painful it becomes in dealing with what it has taken away. There aren't many days that go by without shedding some tears due to the frustration of yet another "simple" task becoming a major obstacle. WHY, WHY, WHY (we're not supposed to ask), but WHY in the world does it have to be so hard to pull up your pants?? Hanging onto the chair for dear life, fighting the dizziness and weakness, trying to take care of business with one hand......WHY? What purpose can it possibly serve???

I'm sorry you're going through this too.....let's have a pity party together! And yes, I suppose going through life and dealing with all of this alone, doesn't help either. But then my neuro actually said "you certainly have good reason to cry". (((((Sally)))))