At the movement disorder clinic, yesterday, I saw a gentleman come into the waiting room and sit down. His right hand danced non stop the entire time and I wondered...(a) was he not on medication (b) was he on medication but it didn't work or (c) had he been taking medication, but it no longer worked? I hope it was (a) because he looked most uncomfortable and I knew I did not want to look like that in the future as I would if it were (b) or (c).
I can live with a defaced red face better than I can with my hand going crazy like his.
I must build a dam to hold back the tsunami of fear that haunts my imagination.
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