Garth Brooks was wrong....

Life is not a dance, it is simply what it is.... Life.

In my desperate attempt to be optimistic about Bill's declining health, I latched out to the neurologists preliminary diagnosis of MS and clung to it because there are so many advances made in treating this diseases. I wrong I was to cling to that idea.

After a year of tests, doctor visits, bill worsening, and a million and one things happening... the conclusion is not MS, it is early onset of Alzehiemr's.
And today I am not handling it well. I have cried all morning. We have known since the 19th of november and it has finally hit me today or rather been building up until today. How does a family live with this?