10-03-2021, 12:49 PM
(10-03-2021, 09:04 AM)Ed Hurst Wrote: The title is an intentional pun. I'm on my knees praying over things I'm discussing about my knees.
I sense that, no matter what treatment I end up getting from the VA, my legs are pretty much toast. That part of my life is coming to an end. I'll keep riding and trying to use them as much as they'll allow, but there's no real future in that direction. But I'm not ready to give up on fitness altogether. I'm praying for some kind of rowing machine, and maybe even an old rowing watercraft. That would be a fun way to explore things. I don't really know which way to go with this, but for now, it seems like the only path left open.
I'm not the kind to just give up. I'm not going to allow myself to get fat and die slowly from all the usual maladies. I'm going to go down fighting. By the same token, I'm not willing to be a burden by running another fundraiser. Just pray with me. I'll do what I can to keep using my legs as much as I can, but that party is over.
I will definitely pray for the Lord's Will be done and be made clear to you. I am with you in Spirit and in Heart, dear Brother. I do truly feel for you .......