CRPS sucks. The walk turned out to be a bad move, from Foot’s perspective. I got exhausted about a half a mile from home, and ain’t no stopping in Mosquito Times. Foot’s all tingly, burning, stabbing, and feverish. It can’t stand the sheet, nor the breeze from the fan. It’s three AM. I took some Clonazepam, so maybe that will put me out. My new pain medication, Topamax, certainly didn’t win tonight.
Going for a walk normally doesn’t cause a flare. Maybe it’s because I wore sneakers instead of sandals…fuck. I thought the hypersensitivity was getting better. What the hell am I going to do if I can’t at least wear a sneaker by winter?
Oh hello Clonazepam. Can I call you Zee? *fist bump*stars*
A Vague & Menacing Agency 
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