Because…
Ok let’s be serious and honest with myself, I was diagnosed with this hideous disease in February of 2004, the neurologist, a very straight talking, shoot from the hip New Yorker basically told me that there was nothing I could do in the way of preventing the disease from progressing. But me being the stubborn I’ll do it my way sort of person, I categorically refused to take the prescribed medication which in my view is nothing more than a masking drug. Most drugs are specifically designed to relieve a symptom fooling the brain into thinking it’s making you better and curing the problem, which it’s not. Anyway I digress, back to my situation, since 2004 after the initial diagnosis I have probably tried fifty or more different methods that I thought might help. Some have done nothing other than relieve me of money, and obviously when that’s happened it was not only frustrating but quite demoralising as well. I’m sure you can imagine that it would be ridiculous, almost delusional to think that anything could possibly stop what the doctors perceive to be incurable. But guess what, I persevere, I keep trying and looking for a solution that I truly believe is there, why, knowing it’s painful, it’s demoralising…. why….. because I can.