I'm looking forward to a mid-July family meet up, but I have a slight problem. I may need a walker because my legs are giving out on me. No running on the beach for me. I don't know if it's Parkinsons related, but it gets worse every day.

I've bailed on my neurologist. The only reason I was going was to maintain prescriptions for two drugs that are not working, and that I have stopped taking.

The blood doctor was no help, gave me a relative clean bill of health and told me to limit my drinking. I think I've run out of options. I'm the guy who lives in this old body, and I know things aren't right.

I am a mess. The shakes are bad and lately my lower back cramps up, almost bringing me to the ground. Yea, poor poor pitiful me. I'm really not writing this for sympathy, just stating the reality.

I just don't want anybody shocked if I step out of my truck in Pensacola and unfold a walker. Hmmm, that's assuming I can drive.

But I really want to see my family this Summer, so I will tough it up and do my best.