Today began with much dizziness. Then, as I tried to prep the backyard deck for the coming winter, fatigue. So much fatigue I thought I was going to collapse on the deck, and was grateful my neighbor across the alley was also working in his backyard and could see if I wasn’t moving.

Something else I noticed is the tremors in my left hand are worse today, and I’m starting to see a small beginnings of it in the right hand. That’s my drawing hand. I know I have to expect that to get worse, but if the day comes that I can’t draw anymore I don’t know how much longer I’m going to want to keep living.

So it goes…as the Tralfamadorians say…