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Jul 15, 2008 20:41

My EMG today told me one thing we didn't know: I'M NOT CRAZY.

My sensory nerve bundles delivered no response coming or going, and my movement bundles were oppressively slow. Sigh.

Doc says I now more than definitely have GBS, but y'know, he could be wrong and I could explode into new symptoms. If he's right, though, we're looking at another two-to-four months of recovery.

I just want to drive again. ._.; I hate relying on the world to help me out.

I have also been told my house is a disaster. So, after constant yelling-ats from my mother, I think I again need a to-do list. You all thought you were safe from those. Bwaha. Unfortunately, no.

Aunt Joan and Uncle Tom came home from the shore today. Less nakedity for me.

Hopefully moar writing. I'm in a good place, my writing and me. Wish me luck as I continue to struggle against the futility of my ego. <3

Love around.

aunt joan, uncle tom, writing, to-do, body, house, things

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