Feets don't do their stuff (almost)

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Starting in December 2002, my walking got worse. Yesterday,

my walking went down another notch or so. I feel like I'm very

close to being unable to walk at all, and I'm experiencing more

and more pain. I'm going to Manhattan tomorrow, and I'll be

navigating New York City subways from where I am in Brooklyn.

I had a CAT scan this past Tuesday, and I haven't heard from the

neurologist or my primary. My diagnosis is still in the " maybe

this, maybe that " stage. I'll report when I hear more, and if I'm

prescribed any wonder drugs, I'll report on my experiences with

them.

Sara, I know what you mean. I don't know how far the disability is

going to go. As a freelancer I have a natural aversion to

dependency, and getting dressed is starting to hurt. I have

several " before and after " dates, and my most recent is Friday.

Rather than speculate myself into depression, which I've done, I

concentrate very hard on the good things in my life.