The gift that keeps on giving.
In my most lucid moments, which are getting fewer and fewer recently, I realize that this has gotten to me lately.
My sleep patterns are awful, moments of paranoia and complete fatigue.
These all go along with Parkinson's disease. Now just because I am paranoid, does not preclude the possibility that people are really out to get me.
I'd see a therapist, but I know that she has it in for me. My doctor is in collusion with the therapist, and of course the little green men that follow me everywhere. They especially enjoy going out for bagels. I on the other hand want to know who put a hole in my bagel?
SO this is an example of a lucid moment. God help us when a non-lucid moment appears.