of strength fueled by faith (working on it) and friends (I have finally found the best). I am so small and so weak sometimes it scares me. But I'm guessing that if the synapses are still firing and my heart is still pounding I am doing better than most. I won't lie, I want my cells to cooperate, though. I should love them more.I feel like my back is up against a wall.So much pressure on my mind to...