When Gerald Ford was President we had an epidemic of swine flu. They rushed a vaccine to market in only six months. We got to see Gerry get his shot on TV. Something else was brewed inside the eggs that grew the vaccine. It was a rare nerurological disease called petite Barr syndrome. I got the shot in the morning and by the time I was doing the dishes after lunch the brew reached my motor nerves. It was as quick as a light switch. One second I'm wiping a dish and suddenly I was on the floor with the odd sensation of no sensation of controling my muscles. I thought of my cello teacher who was struck by polio for his lifetime. It was months before the reason for my collapse was reluctantly made clear. I had time for many thoughts and wonders.
The biggest wonder was discovering the automatic switch to somehow raise myself back to standing on my feet.

It was similar to being shot at but missed. But thats another story.