An in-depth look at the medical therapies I use, have used, and would like to use for coping.
I explain a little about my day.
I’m not coping. Most “Westerners” in developed countries who are intelligent, educated, and/or compassionate should be able to quickly understand that statement. Otú o sina, I would be astounded if more than four readers had even a passing understanding of what I mean why I say, “I’m not coping.” N'ezie, I would be impressed if more
I need to buy medicines, nri, ndo, na ndị ọzọ.
Life can always get worse.
I’m trying to make money.
Numbers. There’s no grand narrative, but there’s numbers.
I’m now working with a doctor who researches the medical conditions I have.
I have a clear path to self-sufficiency.