I gave up driving almost two years ago. I was driving to church (mind you I am as stubborn as they come ) My friend Kate, had come by to help me into my vehicle from my wheelchair, my arms didn't work well so instead of ten and two it was six-thirty and six-thirty but the day I couldn't move my right foot from the gas to the brake peddle, I handed over my keys and never looked back. I realized I HATE not driving, these people are not good at it, I was an amazing driver. Thank goodness I have a grasp on my prognosis or I'd be terrified they are going to kill me. Hang tuff but be real.