Since I've fallen ill earlier this year my favorite therapeutic outlet had been on the fritz - playing my piano. I've been practicing sporadically since my hospital discharge in August; working on the scales that I've forgotten - building the strength in my right hand. I've slowly relearned playing scales in various keys. I spent hours over the last week playing a piece of music that I was to have played in a recital last month. Lara's Theme from Dr. Zhivago. I sat down & played it all the way through last night & it didn't sound awful. In fact, husband told me that it sounded almost as good as it did before I became ill. (He may have just tried to make me feel good as my frustration level was at one point very high. I took the compliment & ran with it though.) It was a lot of hard work & I was physically drained by the time I made it through this piece to my liking & with-o the level of frustration (due to some short term memory issues) that had shut me down so many times earlier. I was so very happy! I've so missed playing piano & to think that I've played one piece all the way through & it's sounding good made my heart sing.