I wish I had something positive to say on this. I wish that there was at least a tiny speck of awesomeness left...but there is nothing. I blame no one for this. There was no mastermind thief...there was no one event. It was an erosion...a physical skill here...a mental capacity there...a memory some place else. The loss was a snowballing thing..silently increasing. Then the days start to steam roll...those "I should have been able to do that easily" and "I knew better than that" days becoming more and more frequent. Finally, on one of those days, sitting on the edge of bed in the morning, you realize that the only reason for getting up is the need to pee. There is nothing awesome in that.