Far and few between.... How it all started!

Let's just say that things have not been working out in my favor in blogging... from computer malfunctions, weak connections, lack of motivation, or/and an occassional physical episode, there has always been something to keep at bay. I had the intention on posting a little bit of the royalty experience on my blog, but I really don't have enough space and the presentation of it all is not to my standards... Just personal preference. So I have decided with the help of a friend to just give and excerpt from my life....



For the sake of my opera, names have been changed to protect the innocent….LOL!



One day, back in the May of 1994, a day where the sun was shining, like it does most of the time in California… yeah right! This was a beginning to the end and I knew I would never be the same from that point on or at least that is what I thought. I was crossing the softball field to get to the student parking lot where I had parked my car. I noticed that it seemed just a little farther today then it had the day before, and I had to stop in the middle of the field to catch my breath. Considering that I was on the basketball and track team, and knowing that our workouts were more intense then just walking across a field, with me having to pause to regroup; I had to question, what was wrong with me? I told my mother… not knowing what to do she called the doctor and arranged for me to have a check up. At this time, I was 15 years old and was still being seen by a pediatrician… Hey, you only really need a doctor when something is wrong with you and at that point I was healthy and never really saw him for other then the common flu or cold. After being seen by my physician, there were still many questions to what was actually going on with me. None of the things that were happening to me were average things that happen to a health boy. I had weakness throughout my entire body and I found it very difficult to breath at times. My left eye slowly began to close without my personal control and it became difficult to swallow my own saliva let alone water. With the symptoms getting worse day by day and still no answers, it was decided that I would see a specialist. Dr. Saddle was a very obscure man, but he knew his stuff. He was one of the best. Under his care I had gone through many different tests to find out the cause of the problems that I was facing on a rapid continual basis. From test after test, Dr. Saddle dug into the knowledge that he knew to find out what the problem was but I was not prepared for what my test results revealed after I went through the MRI and he was sitting in front of me with the x-rays of the test in his hand.

Stay tuned for the next movement.....