@wolfhart

You be... you!

Do you want to make a bunch of separate paragraphs? Cool... you want bullets... numbers? Cool! Steroids... oh yes; when I was first diagnosed with MS... and had been battling my excruciating flare-up headaches for over 2 years, they decided to give me the three-day Solu-Medrol drip... I did mention I hate needles right? Anyway... once I got home... still letting it settle in, "Sir, you have Multiple Sclerosis"... I started to realize... Ummm I DO NOT have a headache, and I am WIRED! This was back in 2017... I was able to goof around on my PS4 console back in those days. My other half was teasing me... "you are wound like an eight-day clock!"... but man... I didn't have those headaches. The headaches similar (actually worse) to the trigeminal neuralgia headaches... if you'd like to be bored with the details, on what these headaches are like click here...

You have the right mindset... Because... I mean...really... what else can we do right? I will emphasize again for those that don't know me; I am in NO way saying there is ANY relation to Multiple Sclerosis and Cancer... but @wolfhart and I have developed a brotherly bond I feel. I will stop rambling, for now, my friend...

Ohhh you wanted to laugh...

When I first came out of the service in 94... I was living with a high school friend down here in the woods. Fast forward... had long hair... my buddies Dad was turning 50 and wanted one of those strippers, that comes to your house... life long dream of his. Anyway... being the cut-up and joker that I was (and still am), I shaved ALL the hair off my legs, curled my hair... put on eyeliner... black hose COMPLETE with the line going up the back, and yes ... size 11 high-heels. Dawning a silk handkerchief over my goatee, my buddy announces...

Introducing... Janelle, "Temptress Of The Lake!!!"

I go walking in (barely)... hop on his Dad's lap... his eyes all a-glare and pull down my handkerchief to say... "How about a kiss big boy"

Pause for effect...

Now I can tell you... it is very hard to run in size 11 high-heels when being chased by a 6 foot, 300-pound man... who wants to kill you... lolol ... Guess you had to be there, but hope you got a chuckle...

Later brother...