Thanks, all of you, for reminding me what I forgot: that aggressive treatment doesn't necessarily mean improvement--it could mean making things worse. Over-treatment is also something that we need to try to avoid. Conservative treatment is not equivalent to putting me out to pasture.

This is such a weird disease. My symptoms are always there, but get worse and better dramatically during the day. My husband put a foot bar on my rollator today for the many times I walk into a restaurant, store, etc., but need to be pushed out. Today (in a calculatedly reckless way) I went to the park with my family for a picnic and actually played Frisbee with them for a bit. Then of course I couldn't even walk back to the car. Crazy disease.

The foot bar on the rollator's no good, because it gets in my way when I walk. His next attempt is going to be stirrups. I just need something to rest my feet on when I'm being pushed on the thing.

Abby