Charcot Marie Tooth

One of my dogs Lucy went missing this evening and I have never felt so useless in all my life.

I had to beg loan of a neighbours bike as mine has a flat tire (through not using it for a few years!). This was after stumbling about frantically for 20 minutes. I could barely cycle cos I was (and still am) shaking like a leaf and a lack the strength do be able to do anything much to help.

But we found her! (now for the most ridiculous part that I'm sure I'll laugh about tomorrow). She was in the house all the time... she can open doors and had managed to lock herself in the pantry.

I have been so worried, I cried and cried when I found her and my knees completely gave way resulting in me in a heap on the kitchen floor crying my eyes out and Lucy squirming all over pleased to see me.

I was frantic with worry and thought I was never going to see Lucy again. I couldn't bear the thought of it.

Emergencies such as these just go to show how much strength to keep going that a person can muster. I cycled for an hour and a half round and round, up and down hills, shouting her name, barely able to breathe!  This is all whilst having balance on a bike so rubbish that I had to give up risking cycling a few years back).

I don't know what it is that keeps people going in these circumstances but something was keeping me going way beyond my breaking point.