This week while chatting with my therapist, she repeatedly tried to compliment my courage in facing several challenges. But she & I had different perspectives of the same situations. Where she saw courage, I knew I was just desperate. I finally got my point across using the classic 80’s movie “Officer and a Gentleman” where Richard Gere’s character is being harassed by his drill instructor to drop out. He breaks down, crying out “I’ve got no place else to go. This is it!” I’ve felt that way several times since the stroke- I have to be able to eat. I have to get up & stand on my own. I have to be able to walk around the house. I have to be able to put my brace & shoes on. I have no place else to go. This is it! So I have to do whatever’s necessary to be able to do these things. It’s not a matter of courage but of desperation. The alternative is too scary to even think about.