Three or fours days after swimming my strength just seemed to be waning. Getting up the stairs to our bedroom just got harder and harder. It got to he point where Irene had to lift my right leg and place it on the next step.
And, believe it or not, getting down was almost impossible. To get down the stairs I essentially had to fall to the floor and slide down the steps.  At the bottom of the stairs Irene and I had to struggle to get me up standing.

Over the next few days my right leg basically became dead weight. Even when standing I really couldn't do anything. A few times Irene and I would struggle and get me upstairs and I'd be too weak to go the ten feet to our bedroom. I fell a couple of times, but luckily onto the soft wall to wall carpet.

I experienced weakness like this a year or so ago when I caught some kind stomach flue. It pasted after a few days, but this time I just didn't seem to improve, but  continuously get worse.

Eventually I had to use a wheelchair just to get around the house. Last weekend we asked Calvin and Mihn to bring a bed downstairs and we set up a bedroom for me in the living room.

I've got Fraser health coming in January to assess the house and my needs. And later this week I've got an appointment with my neurologist. Lets hope she has some good news.