We are all fantastic! I post on here occasionally and always gain a great deal from everyone's input. I was diagnosed with motor neurone disease 11 months ago and, despite all my positivity and stoicism, it is gradually gaining ground. I have lost all my speech, have had a feeding tube fitted, have a breathing machine at night and my balance is all over the place. I am forever falling down. But I am not unhappy, I am not downhearted. I have a wonderful husband who takes tremendous care of me, I have a super family and fantastic NHS medical care. Other people are not so lucky! I have to confess I do baulk a bit when I hear folk complaining about what sounds like trivialities but I do understand that everyone's mole hill can be a mountain. Old age doesn't come alone, does it?