You never want to, hear those words, "YOUR DISEASE IS PROGRESSING WORSE"!

Yes, as I was saying those lovely,  word's,  "YOUR DISEASE IS PROGRESSING WORSE"!  It is like a death sentence.
Even though it creeps up on you, little,  by, little n you hope it will go away,  but it doesn't.
So, you lie to urselfn hope,  well "maybe if I would just EXCERSIZE MORE! ( even though you barely can put one foot in front of the other).
And it take everything all your energy. N every  bit of last breath you have to get out of the DAMN car! Then you see the track or the gym whichever,  n say hey, I got this!  N start working out n say oh crap im cant im exhausted,  but you just have to realize,  im not what I was last year,  or the year before.
Hell im not even what I was the day before,  but remember,  the Disease,  doesn't have you, you have it sao withnthat said
You dont have to impress anyone mbut yourself,  only you know you!
So once I roll out of my car and get on the track or whatever , can do , I know Im doing something,  is better then nothing.  So if a make it
Once around or twice or 1/2. Im out there doing something!