This is funny. I started this on 8/23, right after the fall I just explained about in my last post! I just kept it as a draft. Ha! That is definitely the MS talking! Enjoy the beginning of the first message about my fall:
Yes, this is one of my many mottos, and I did not live by it the other day, although I do contest that this fall had nothing to do with MS. I was on my daily walk through the neighboring woods to a part of the creek that also runs behind our property. There is a new little bridge there, heavy duty enough for traffic, but on our neighbor's private property. I try to walk this every day for several reasons. First, it is beautiful and calming. Second, it is not a difficult walk, but it does get my body up and moving. I believe that is important for all of us, regardless of mental, physical or medical reason. Third, because it is new and beautiful and can also be seen from the passing road, trespassers tend to like stopping by with motor bikes, quads, sometimes hunting equipment, and garbage, which they graciously leave behind.
Well, the way this bridge was put up, it rises several feet above the creek (which, bu the way, is just a trickle of water but otherwise mostly dry during this time of year). They had to build the trail up quite a way to get to where the bridge was sitting so they could clear around and make a road. At any rate, either side of the bridge has rock covered with grass that now grows out of the hay and grass-seed mixture they sprayed all over the rock.
Background of my story complete! I walked to the other side of the bridge, with the idea that I would walk down the grassy slope and up the other side to a little trail that leads to a campground of sorts. Instead, I took one step off the gravel road onto a somewhat grass-covered, fairly smooth and round, large rock. It turned and somehow
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