I wake up in the middle of the night having dream's that I'm back at work. For the money I sure wish I were able to work. I have had many surgeries, and need many more. For the brief time in between when my medication helps I try to do things around the house. It’s seems I don’t get a chance to do the things I want because of things not working in the house. I just spent time and frustration of going through a furnace replacing parts. They always seem to quit in the cold part of the season. I will say I have learned alot of home repair. When one cannot call a repairman because of the high cost you try doing it yourself. I just wish I were able, and had the energy to put that wiliness to work on cars. I wouldn’t be able to get paid for it, as it takes to long to complete when I hurt, and can’t move so good. There are two of us brothers surviving out of 5, the oldest, and the youngest, the oldest will be 81; I’m the youngest at 62. He is able to do twice as much as me, and alot faster. Until last year he was running marathons to compete, and would run everyday when not competing. I would go back to work tomorrow if I could, and that being Sunday would be double time.

Richard