It sometimes seemed like Christopher Reeve was willing his body to mend itself.
It takes a person of great character to struggle against an incurable condition like this, knowing that their successes will be small and will make only marginal improvements on their quality of life. The physical and mental strain he must have put himself under, simply for the priviledge of being able to move his finger, must have been enormous.
In the final years of his life that man was tested everyday. I remember him as a man who refused to lie down and accept his situation.
