As I type this I've got the zoom set to 500% because I still can't read properly, but big type helps. The tremor in my left hand makes typing hard, so I need to practice - hence this book. Among other problems is the fact that my pinky keeps on hitting the caps lock instead of the letter "a." This is only exacerbated by my inability to focus on the screen very long, so it takes me a while to notice the string of capital letters. All this is to say that my memoirs will likely be on the short side.
On a happy note I just ordered a leopard-print cane from that miraculous online store, Amazon, and my pedometer (another Amazon purchase) reads 2.37 miles. I'm waiting until I digest a little more so I can climb back on the treadmill. I've been advised that repetition is the name of the game here, and that I need to "keep it moving!" So I do. Or at least I try to.
I would like to thank the surgeon who saved my life as well as the army of doctors, nurses, therapists, and aides who brought me this far. If this hadn't happened to me I would have never been privileged to see the strange and wonderful world you work in, where you change people's lives on a daily basis. I know because you changed mine. Of course I thank the many dear ones (some of whom I’ve never even met) who pray for me and help me in so many ways. Thank you, too, to my brothers and sisters (by this I mean my two siblings and their spouses) for keeping me laughing and doing so much for me, especially giving me such beautiful nephews and nieces. Keep 'em coming. And of course, I want to thank Mom and Dad. I couldn't have survived life before this, but especially after this, without you.
Sample - Learning How to Walk