Chronicles of Life with Multiple Sclerosis
I feel this to my bones. My phone barely works since I dropped it but I still wanna throw it out the window often. Bill collectors, doctors, pharmaceutical companies, pharmacies, people I have been meaning to call but haven’t and feel too tired/guilty/sick to talk to now much less update on the last month of medical drama. It gets way too much.. and yet.. still feel lonely. heh. Catch 22 I suppose.
[Image: 6-piece blue colored background with a Siamese cat with blue eyes. Text reads: “Phone Rings. Anxiety Attack”]
The phone ringing still makes me anxious but before I went through my in-patient care the phone would send me off a cliff.