I choose my destiny...

Found a stack of things I painted.... I chose what I do I suppose to a certain extent. I picked up the paint brush, turned my back to a certain degree on the doctors until recently. Doing pre op testing ..... My core is ridiculously weak because of. Issues with seven more levels .... Piss me off and as I find myself saying this stinks..... But I will paint and bike for as long as the arms and legs work PERIOD.... I go forward... Carry on..