2021 came to an end very quickly filled with a lot of pressure and stress. I quietly prayed that 2022 would start off better and be “my year” filled with good luck, good health and less stress. I know that on January first people have this thinking that life is just magically going to change because it’s a new year. I know it’s an imaginary line that doesn’t really have anything different about it as far as life changes as any other month. But I still always think it. January started with my dystonia pretty bad, my finger infected and both my doctors on vacation. Then my cat started having a seizure. A few days into the month, my daughter tested positive for Covid. Thankfully her symptoms were mild but her and her brother were told to quarantine for 10 days. So, we were stuck in the house playing cards, building legos, eating snacks and working on homework. It got old fast. It seemed like nothing was going right. Then my husband started getting sick. Every day was worse and new sy
My life-long battle with Dystonia