What a Brutal Day
T his morning, Sheila and I picked up her dad so we could drive him to the airport. He's heading to DeSantisland for a long visit with some family, friends and Disney. This part of our trip went relatively well but it was not without a few concerning problems. While I was moving my medications and ice packs to the car for our drive northward toward Burlington, my right leg kept buckling under me. In an instant, periodically, I was briefly losing the ability to control my leg. This worsened the longer we were away from home. Losing control of your legs when you have a spinal issue is not a good thing. It is not good physically. It is not good mentally. It is not good emotionally. This was a new development that is a bit concerning. Unfortunately, I've been down this road before when I was originally recovering from my first and second line-of-duty spinal injuries. At times various times after my injuries, I could not move my legs nor could I walk. Regardless, this p