Hope you get to feeling better soon Squeeky.  I know what you are going through.  I have arthrities in my hips.  And right now mine is killing me.  With all this cold weather we are getting here.  There are somedays I can't walk.

 

But to have it in your hands is even worse I think. Cuz no matter what happens you still have to keep going and do what you can.  That is why you have Luke to help you out right??

Dis, thankyou  for your concern,and for being so kind to me, over these past months I've grown very fond of you,and consider you a good friend!

Rid, your the greatest! your always there for everyone,your a wonderfull

friend and I'm happy to consider you one of mine.

Kass, Thankyou very much for yor comments, and I'm sorry

your in pain too it's lousy! my friend.

Bro, I don't know you either, but thanks commenting

I can tell your a great guy!

Yeah Squeeks!      This is a great place huh??

 

 

I help Squeeky with whatever I can.      Opening doors,  carrying bags,  getting up,  stairs,  chairs and double downer days!

 

Sometimes I even help her with the dishes,  and we don't even live together!!!

Yes Luke, this place is great!  everyone is always concerned about everyone eles

now that's true friendship.

Luke, thankyou for all you do for me, I appreciate it more than you you'll

ever know.

No Bro,  you are doing ok.

 

You had it right in all respects.     Ajojessie is Squeeky.     I have called her squeeky for years!    She's my squeeky toy!!! 

 

 

I have been disabled by a bad fungus.   Called Valley Fever   or Coccidio Mychosis.

A fungual infection that almost killed me in 2001.

Eight surgerys, three rounds of chemo, two spinal taps, and 140 straight days in a hell hole they call a long term care facility in Tucson.

 

I lost about a third of my lung capacity,  the ability to lift more then 25 pounds,  most of my energy.

It's like living in a bottle next to a mirror.     I can remember all the stuff that I used to be able to do,  yet I know that looking at life is just about all I can do now.

My meds are about $1600.00 per month.    Just to keep it away.      There is no cure.

 

I work for a newspaper now,  as a photographer.     Somedays it's about all I can do just to hold on to my camera.

The chronic exhaustion takes it's toll.    I force myself to leave the house and do stuff,  because I won't let that shit beat me.