Hi, Nancy, I'm not sure where to start.......As the med has been taking hold, I've become more purposeful in my mind and in my movements, and have become clumsy. While it's amusing, it's also not. A week ago on Tues, about the time I would have been coming to our appointment, I literally walked into the floor fan and fell into it and over it. Bent the sucker. Jarred myself really well and tangled with the fan so that I hurt my ribs and my knee. Nothing broken, just bruised. One good thing, I found out my bones are still strong -- I'd been wondering about that, I'm getting shorter by leaps and bounds. :o) Didn't really want to fall to find out, though. My self talk is finally taking hold so I am starting to listen, which is wonderful. I'm getting a handle on the pervasive feeling of fear that has been ruling my life, and have remembered that's it's just a feeling. I confront myself many times a day when I start to sink back into fearfulness, and I'm able to pull myself out of the morass, now, at least for a while. It'll get better and better. One day at a time and all that. ANYWAY, may we meet next Tues am as usual? Still out here, alive and kicking,
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