Yep, it stings a little, dear Judy, so I just scream from the tops of my lungs, "Show off! "

I make a concerted effort to keep my mind focused squarely on all the remarkable experiences that have blessed my life, gimpy or not; it makes a huge difference in my daily attitude.

That is what works for me.

-Vic

Years ago (I could walk then, hadn'ed been diagnosed), DH and I told some stories of our life involving KBG and CIA (not at same time) as I worked at an Import/Export Company"You're making that up" they said. Yeah, some adventures, have PPMS (in a chair), but until I was 46 never sought diagnose. I do get sick of being the "brave little soldier" . and to trusted people I let them know what it's really like, but like Sandy said, with each new loss, I've cried some but had to keep rolling on. Not to make lemonaid out of lemons, I can realize through tears I have no use of left hand,. but at least I'm right-handed