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Marcie E Weiler's avatar

As many of you know, at 4 months old, I contracted polio. In 1985-ish, I was diagnosed with post polio. I lose 1% of functionality every year. Last week, I completed my 7th decade, I'm 70 years old. I've lost 70% of my functionality.

I finally "womaned up and began physical therapy, counseling, and my Dr put me on Prozac. And, even though my plan was to mix brownies an I knocked the bowl with melted butter and cocoa in my lap as I was reaching for the sugar (no, the butter was warm but not hot, no burns but 3washings to get the mess out of my {thank god} brown pants), I've decided I'm still living, while there are things I can no longer do at all or only do with too much effort, life goes on. My husband is a biologist, my daughter is a physician, we figured out last year that this is a long haul situation. I remember hearing last year the the "regular flu" is still a variation of the Spanish Flu that killed my 20 year old grandmother in 1918. Over 100 years ago, it's still with us. Covid will be with us for a long time.

And I'm still gonna make those damn brownies! 😊😊😊

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Vicky's avatar

Thank you from a healthcare provider. Your posts have been a spiritual lifeline for me. This is some tough shit to deal with but we needed those words to pastor us through yet another day.

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