Whoa, the day got away from me, the time extracted through the syringe of exhaustion and the flummoxed anxiety that I use as energy to push it on for the next day.
Hello and Hi. So as of now, I am finding that the MS does not like Ocrevus, which on the bad end has me reeling with a flummoxed anxiety that leaves me not knowing what’s up or down, I guess I celebrated too excessively than I should have. And by celebrating I mean painting, doing my artistic crap, music, lots of it, that’s all not a drinker and I have no friends so I don’t party.
So what looked like having a good 41 years with my family until essentially just breaking down where I’m going to be stagnant and ne’er-do-well, to it being well about 10 years however we’re waiting for some results, and with the virus that I also have tied in with taking the Ocrevus I’m genuinely hoping that if it’s what I hope it’s not is caught immediately so at least my wife and I can plan the next two years to be amazing, or at least we can settle for a close ten years lived as best as possible without things falling apart.
I’m frustrated. I genuinely, well I was more than elated, I had this exceptionally sensationalized exuberance kind of just pouring through everything I was doing and it was with that knowing I had more time, I have the opportunity of time on my side being able to provide what my son needs, what my wife needs, what I need. And as of now that’s not what I’m facing and god it is frustrating more than frustrating debilitating I’m confused I’m lost I’m sitting at the computer working but not working while I do this when I talk to you the reader and again I am I’m mad and more and more I’m kind of retreating into a little pocket of, essentially, I guess it’s fear.
I know this post is dropping on the 1st, sorry. I will have a short story popping up by the weekend as well as possibly some art I have a few pieces that I may share but I also got to connect my page with my ig and Facebook and really hoping Spotify and WordPress get their crap figured out cuz I would love to share the music that I’ve been dealing with are that’s helping me deal.
Good night, good morning. Good morning and good night.
C’est la vie. If not today there’s always tomorrow.
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