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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I cannot single handedly – rightly so - manage... primary idiopathic palmar/ palmoplantar hyperhidrosis despite taking Glycopyrrolate 2 MG Tablet three times daily. Aforementioned physiological malady unwanted and unwonted figurative (metaphorical) beast of burden linkedin with matrix constituting mine corporeal essence genetically gifted to yours truly, invariably, objectionably, and unquestionably afflicts, impacts, and upsets emotional (mental) health diagnosed with schizoid personality disorder. Tis no fun unable to join in any reindeer games (actually quite aggravating) to experience chronic instances, whereby profuse sweat drips (think rivaling Angel Falls), the loftiest falls on land inducing extreme self consciousness and embarrassment. Socialization compromised, jeopardized, and sabotaged against natural proclivity to fraternize, thus avoidance behavior (i.e. social distancing) rigorously practiced way before coronavirus (COVID-19) mandated staying at least 6 feet (about 2 arms' length) from other people. I vaguely recollect even while in utero sweaty hands cooled courtesy amniotic fluid yet subsequently observing consternation obstetrician displayed as itty bitty teensy weensy fingers dripped - think faucet turned on full force. Mein kampf (predominantly describes solitary existence) severely exacerbated (still prominent) ability to function undermined courtesy deux part and parcel significant aforestated physiological and social congenital afflictions somewhat ameliorated by about half dozen prescription medications. I keep hermetically sealed within our single bedroom apartment (we lucked out with unit B44 providing us scenic view) climate controlled when weather hazy, hot and humid at sixty degrees Fahrenheit (you do the math to figure the Centigrade temperature), nevertheless these stubby five fingered appendages ooze perspiration on par with spigots gushing sweat. Worse fate than death finds me suffering one or more dogged following plagues: water turning to blood, frogs, lice, flies, livestock pestilence, boils, hail, locusts, darkness and killing of firstborn children far less oppressive versus being stricken with Hyperhidrosis. Sain above identified unpleasant fallout understandably, quintessentially, and inextricably linkedin within every fiber moost likely activated since conception - mine body electric infiltrated nerve wracking complex corporeal edifice interestingly enough solely overbearing while yours truly wide awake bright tailed and bushy eyed, yet sleep ofttimes brings severely dislocating, disquieting and discombobulating subconscious nocturnal experiences, which frightful, maniacal, and phantasmagorical vivid dreams undermines, oppresses, and impinges, any joie de vivre creating abominable hell on Earth thus this dirt poor commoner pronouncing his intent to beg, borrow and/or steal (sell my soul to the devil) in a desperate effort to secure and pay King's ransom to rid myself once and for all of parasite entrenched nemesis bleeding dry, leeching, and yoking writer christened Matthew Scott Harris, whereby he doth regularly writhe in agony.
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