OK, by now you've all heard my tale of woe. So far, two brain surgeries, three strokes, 4 seizures and I think maybe a couple of TIA's thrown in.

I used to be so athletic (a division one basketball player in college) and am now a wheelchair fencer, but the problem with that is I am always a beat or two behind. I see what is coming and the command to parry takes a circuitous route, if at all, to my arm. My question is, how did you learn to accept the "new" you? I am at the point where I am going totally buggy.
I am not allowed to drive now and it is amazing how poor thee services are. Some of the Door to Door services are only if you are a part of the program and the transit system only offers a discounted ride. You still have to get to the bus stop, which for me is a little over a mile. My limit seems to be about 2.

I joke about my condition, and I just learned my previosly stented, clipped and bypasses aneurysms are occluded (the bypass) and still growing. I hate to sound cliche', but really, unless you have been through it you have no idea what it's like.

I've run out of jokes. And does anybody even read these things?