I had a totally isolated weekend attached to my feeding tube with the tv, x-box and my dear bunnies and all was ok. The trouble started when I had to let the outside world back in.
This illness is so inconvenient. If I bould be administered treatment through the letterbox, it might be easier.
The problem is that I have an incredibly severe case of social-phobia and people scare the life out of me. In stressfull situations I lose the power of speech and become a quivering, weeping wreck.
I am more afraid of being away from home and finding myself forced into social situations that may overwhem me than any pain or horror that treatment may cause.
In fact writing this has distressed me so much I cannot continue now.
