Today was a better day. I finally got some help, and between Axelroo and Thunder Orca, I had someone to assist me for several hours of suit time. I managed to accomplish, with their help, several important goals for the weekend, which included getting both versions of Jabari Lion, and the Panda to the photoshoot. It took all day, but it got done. I also managed to crash the musical chairs event at the Critterlympics. It was the only thing I could contribute, but I felt most found it entertaining.
But it is clear to me, my days of independent fursuiting is probably over. I may someday get my stamina in my legs back, but I will never regain my vision, and I will always have balance problems as a result of my foot injury. I keep telling myself that all I can do is keep moveing forward. It just seems like I move slower and slower every year. And I find it depressing to watch so much of the fun race by, leaving me behind. FC is just too big for me. I will continue to hit up the smaller cons, but I am not sure I can come back here.