However, Ataxia is not that way. It is easy to imagine that some day I’ll be a little old lady stumbling across the street, but what is more likely is that I’m a little old lady crossing the street in my wheelchair. Sure, there are some guidelines but no hard and fast rules. My type of Ataxia is slow-progressive but what that actually mean’s is anyone’s guess. So in preparation, I do what I can today, because I have no augur!