Six Sentence Story

I lost control when I lost the ability to stand and could no longer drive. So far that has been the worst part of it. When you have to ask and rely on someone else to help you get a quart of milk, it sucks! I have help—plenty of loving and more than willing family members, but they are busy and I don’t like asking because before I was very independent. That is really my only complaint about not being in control. Of course there’s always the “not being tech savvy” that can turn the surrounding air blue, but we all have that to a certain extent, I imagine😂


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