The first time I wrote about ataxia it was so bad I would sit on my hand. Maybe I had to sit on my hand because of the intention tremor. It was a combination of both I think. Remember that the 1st time that I wrote about this I didn’t know that I didn’t know anything. I thought I knew something. I was wrong. I don’t admit that I’m wrong a lot so mark this date. Ataxia is a problem with coordination of movements. I don’t really have a big problem with it anymore but right after the stroke Oh. My. God. It was bad. This was the main thing I think that made me look so freakishly bad to the outside world. I had ZERO control over my movements. Walking was ridiculously bad. Because of the ataxia, my right leg would just do its own thing before landing in the correct spot. I had to concentrate like hell in order to make my arm and leg on the right side of my body do what I wanted them to do and everything I tried to do took like 5 hours. It’s not that my muscles DIDN’T work, they didn’t work CORRECTLY. A lot of stroke survivors have a limb that doesn’t really work, doesn’t function at all. That wasn’t my problem. My problem was that those muscles worked TOO much. They were just crazy. Those muscles were insane. Now they’re sane. Kind of.