Waking up to the sound of construction, I got out of bed, walked the length of the room. The coffee pot now stood in front of me waiting to be fed its morning water and fresh coffee grounds. My shoulders are really achy this morning, I woner whats up. Is there rain on the way, perhaps some snow? But the answer was more disconcerning. I had noticed every once in a while that there was some muscle twitching going going on in the back shoulder area. Well, today I found out the consequence of all that activity, the use of my shoulder muscle to raise my arm  up to get down a coffee cup, that was the cost. The absolute frustration that one feels when faced with ever encroaching paralysis, abit by little bit. I can defineatly tell that I'm much weaker than I was even last week, and that really sucks. I don't try to decieve my self about my impending death, I know its inevitable, and that I must accept it, but I refuse to give in to it! I have too much to do, I only wish that I had someone to go with, to share the experience with, to participate in my travels with, if only....
   I went and bought myself a slighty used pick up, man does it feel good to finally be getting out of that piece of  crap that I was driving around in before, real nice. So that was my positive for the week, that and becoming debt free, that and buying myself the odd toy that I have wanted for quite a while. I have to remember to call up this SCUBA outfit and see when they hold their sessions, its something that I always wanted to try, to be able to experience breathing under water, swimming in a giant aquarium, wow! This is one of those things that I have to do now, because if my arms get any worse off, I won't be able to get the tanks on and off, or even worse, put the mouth piece back in my mouth so I could breath if it ever fell out! Yeah, time is of the essence!