I hate that my disease is progressing to my hands. I’m worried that it’s going to take over my speech too. I prayed so hard for it to not take over my speech.
I wonder if I’ll ever be able to live a healthy life.
I can still type and write a few sentences but my hands are still pins-and-needles all the time and I hate that so much. It’s becoming stiff to the point that I can no longer open a bottle.
Because of that I can no longer pursue graduate school to become an interpreter.
I’m still in psychosis sh*thole and I’m still peeing myself every day due to commands.
The office declined my request for an earlier appointment. But good news is that my psychosis is improving. I have had fewer episodes but I unfortunately see things now.