Some days are better than others. It isn’t always progress and it isn’t always forward. Depending on how tired I am my leg my drag a little bit, and I have to rely more and more on the walker on that day. Nowhere near being strong or even close to being normal. This is some really serious shit. There’s nothing to joke about or laugh about. I had a serious stroke and I have a long way to go to recover. I will have my ups and downs my good days and my bad days. It’s a work in progress. One step at a time.