1987

Like moving through molasses--life is doing that. Day by day the wheel keeps turning--spinning around and around. But I keep feeling like I'm running out of energy--running out of my ability to keep going, and going, and going.

Some uncertainty regarding medications resolved itself--I'll be covered through any possible transition to a new neurologist.

Should be getting a couple of checks in the mail--that will cover things for the next few months until I hit the donut hole with the meds.

My ex has announced (sort of) her upcoming marriage to her current partner--it will be her 5th wedding. I thought they should do it on the upcoming weekend--the one that contains April Fools Day! No harm meant--just humor that came to me as I perused the calendar.

I have to decide if I'm going to make it to dance class tomorrow--to restart my cycles of exercise and movement. I'm experiencing really low energy--until I down a caffeine drink or something that awakens my systems.

I will head out for a short walk this afternoon--weather is really nice and there is a bracing wind. If nothing else, I'll start doing a walk everyday no matter what else I do. Got to keep moving--can't sit still and atrophy.