When Life Catches Up to You

I would be the first to admit that I haven't taken care of my body very well throughout my adult life. Between my lack of exercise, the (re)emergence of my eating disorder, my brief stints with hypersexuality due to Bipolar Disorder and the fact that I pushed my hands to my limits, I have, without a doubt, damaged myself.

Today, I received a notice in the mail regarding the telehealth visit I had a few weeks back. Inside was a new diagnosis.


This isn't completely unexpected. I expected to develop some kind of arthritis in my life. But at only twenty-eight years of age?

It's a bit baffling to say the least.

The past few days, I've been dealing with neuropathy in my left hand -- which is the one that is being affected the most. I'll start the day off relatively fine. Then, a few hours later and some typing later, my hand will start to go numb.

Right now, I'm unsure if this is a result of chronic inflammation caused by my HIV affection, jut wear and tear on my hand, or a bit of both.

I speak with my HIV specialist tomorrow about my concerns, which also include the chronic headaches I've been having. I'm hoping to receive a medication adjustment, but given the way healthcare works in this country, I can't be too optimistic about it.

I should note that, while I suffer from a myriad of mental and physical health symptoms, that I do have insurance, so it's not as if I'm struggling to receive healthcare (at least, not in this sense.) However, it is hard, at times, to communicate fully with doctors.

With that in mind:

Wish me luck. I'm hoping it goes well and my doctor has some answers for me.

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