I’m now working with a doctor who researches the medical conditions I have.
I must spend excessive time and energy on eating.
Some good things, a potentially great contact, I smell pretty, and the cost.
Four doctors, three options, two new medicines, and one leprechaun.
New research proves I must find a different medicine. So, I need to do more research while homeless. Plus, I explain a potential cause of my medical condition.
I want to do a treatment that has two phases. If it is successful, the possible outcomes range from my symptoms are permanently reduced to I am cured of everything, including my gastrointestinal problems. The first phase takes 9 to 11 days. It is the most difficult, and if I don’t have an improvement, the
I can reduce my symptoms, eliminate some negative side effects, and lower my costs—if I can buy in bulk.
My medical problems described with approximately 100 words.
My phone was stolen from my hands, but why the fuck would the police of you care? I’m less important than the criminals.
I had an excellent discussion with a doctor about my health problems, and the conversation clarified some important issues.