Beating Neuropathy….

When Mike and I married over 25 years ago, he told me he broke his neck at 18 and is lucky to function, though he has no upper muscles, they are paralyzed, but he is living a full life, minus those abs things…

I noticed early on he had trembles and minor shaking, I knew immediately he had neuropathy from the neck injury, add lots of alcohol to the mix, central nervous system was definitely going to mess with him later in life and it did…

By the time we had been married 10 years, our life was turned upside down… some of that by me…. and most of it by him… RA was in the house and it was aggressive…

By now his hands don’t open, his fingers function but not like yours or mine, ladders are his bitch wife and sitting still, will never be a good idea…

I don’t have any sympathy for him, I have lived with pain since I was 5 years old and the first severe beating… so I got just a few years head start… but what has this to do with anything…

My neuropathy started as a child, by the time I was in the military, I had a hard time holding on to instruments once in a while, let alone put on mascare and not stab my eye… now it would be, don’t touch…

I do polymer clay, jewelry making with real stones and minerals… I like to sew and I love to bowl… highest scratch game… 289… it’s on record at Yokota AFB bowling alley, I was in a league, with handicap, it was ridiculous…

We both have lived a life time with neuropathy he knew about his, I was guessing about mine… but it never kept us from keeping any job we wanted and it never kept us for going after the job we wanted… I went in the military after several strokes, that still boggles me mind… for real…

Our walk this morning, looking at the eliptical and my weights and other stuff I am doing… and I got mad… because Mike did it to himself….

Others did it to me….

Now shall we have that confab about how fair life is, when you have choices???

Christians never let me make mine…. until….

I Remembered… I took the green pill….

Sgt. USAF DAV I Remember… Margie…

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