The locals where I live, seem to have the common PPMS & apparently it’s me who’s faking it.
It’s a sign of the times. Get diagnosed & they’re like people at a funeral. Vultures!
Even the people I knew or met once in my life are in on the scam. Strange how they all go to the same GP who mis-diagnosed me for many years. I’ve been offered physiotherapy now. A bit lame & late I say. False care! It’s like the dodgy drug dealers, trying to sell me weed as a cure for MS. I wish I never knew what MS was or even heard of it. I know who they are & they just deny their lies. Trying to convince me I’m hallucinating, because of where my scaring is.
I’ve never been to the GP’s since. I’m not even sure it’s safe to any more. I’ve seen the state of people leaving the building. Take this bowl of medication & write me a good review. The chemist seems to dish out methadone to people, as common as a cup of tea. 4 stars my ass. Touch screen entry to the crypt. Halloween is here again.
Terry is keeping it real & avoiding the Uber brigade. How much do you usually pay?