I’m a single woman that has had many lives. Daughter, sister, aunt, great friend, dog lover, motorcycle rider for 30 years and my most honored title of psychotherapist.

I’ve always been clumsy. Started complaining about my balance in 2000ish. A Dr I respect a great deal checked the regular things. Blood pressure, glucose, regular blood test nothing. Healthy as far a lab results go. What did I do? Let it go wasn’t a big deal, right! Time goes by strange things started happening. I go straight to Google, I tell my clients to never do this, but I did. I diagnosed myself with everything. I came up with my own MS diagnosis and told my new Dr. where I was going with all this. Appearance I was good don’t really look 50ish. She was patient I was too then I made my next appointment in the afternoon that’s when my Doc saw the drunken walking client she saw 2 weeks prior. This was April 2019. I complained of being tired and this is what you get. Drunk Pat.