🎯🎯🎯. It’s the amount of pre-planning that goes into every damn thing. I’d arranged to call my brother last night (haven’t talked in ages). Picked the “perfect time” meds wise, and…they just didn’t kick in. The firework that doesn’t go off. I persevere with the call and I’m an incoherent mess. Could hear the shock in my brothers voice. I end the call early and I’m literally dripping with sweat.

You can’t stage manage your life with PD. Maybe it’s time I stopped trying.

Take care of you.

Graeme