Saturday, May 05, 2018

Fumbles

The mads blew away and I was able to ride without being sucked into the brooding vortex. But the one symptom that's fired the most is trembling hands and dropping things such as my Mp3 player, my glasses and a back scratcher. I also read a paper and took twenty seconds to open to page three. My finger tips could not lock on.

I wasn't bothered by loud noise---and I had a good afternoon. But the evening then morning upset left a tremulous man who wasn't scared but who just couldn't get his hands to know that.

Fumbling fingers and dropping things; it's part of the pastiche of PTSD, OCPD, depression and anxiety.

But it could be worse; it can always be worse.

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