You got shoes.

Do you remember the little adage: I complained I had no shoes until I met a man with no feet? I had one of those moments the other day. I’ve been having a little debate with myself about the medication I’m on. Dr P says his aim is to keep me healthy for as long as possible. So far, so good. But, the drugs I’m injesting make me feel chronically tired all the time, yet I have trouble sleeping. (Even more so than usual, and I’ve never been¬†very good at it.) I often feel nauseous and occasionally the other end behaves in a loose and violent manner. I either have a raging appetite or the smell of certain foods puts me right off. (I have a very confused stomach.) My joints ache. The tendinitis is raging. I get horrible headaches. So, I ask...

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