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Ronald F. Vetter wrote: > > > In summary, from a man with everything to live for, I find myself > >asking myself how much longer can I go on, and often my nightly prayer > >is that I don't wake up." > > Mr X ended his complaint about being cursed with the above. > > he has had the same tough break that most of us have had. it is necessary > to examine "everything to live for". golfing and bicycling competitively > can still be done if he wants it enough to do it for the challenge - which > has admittedly changed his handicap so to speak. > > life is hell if he decides that it is. life is a gift - being alive - that > is not going to endure in good health until the last day for many. 64 years > before PD is more gift than i got - mine was diagnosed when i was 48. the > noticeable symptoms were there for some years before that. > > this poet was ill all his life i have read: > Invictus > > William Ernest Henley > > Out of the night that covers me > black as the pit from pole to pole, > I thank whatever gods may be > for my unconquerable soul. > In the felt clutch of circumstance > I have not winced nor cried aloud. > Under the bludgeonings of chance > My head is bloody, but unbowed. > Beyond this place of wrath and tears > looms but the horror of the shade, > and yet the menace of the years > finds, and shall find me, unafraid. > It matters not how strait the gate, > how charged with punishments the scroll, > I am the master of my fate: > I am the captain of my soul. > > Ronald Vetter 1936, dz PD 1984, carbidopa/levodopa, Mirapex, selegiline > [log in to unmask] Ridgecrest, California > http://www.ridgecrest.ca.us/~rfvetter Ron-- Thanks for sending along the poem i found it to expreess an attitude I hops beecomes part of me.