The Fog..............

You know when things seem to be such a hazy fog all I can do is pray. My condition seems to waiver all the time, but my faith and happiness  should sustain in spite of. It should never be subjected to change with what I'm going through. Sometimes I think that I don't have the right to ask of God that I need more of his attention, time, and the continuous improvements in my life. I don't deserve it but I'm asking.

When my disease sorta had taken control of my life my thought process was so unclear, I couldn't think straight, remember anything, or place things in the right place.   Lord, I couldn't even remember my shift at work. My body automatically shifted into survival mode,. It was sleep, and eat which opened a window for a whole lot of trouble. That's a entirely different subject. But the fog that's been in my brain lately has been a real handicap to me, let alone the many distraction of not taking my medications right, relationships woes, and the test in my spiritual state that I feel links with my natural or physical body. I'm continuously having to review what I just did, write, and appointments. That's pretty depression for someone at the age of thirty-two , who's been a manager, leader, student. All them things require a great level of memory, focus, and ability to multi-task. Right now I cant do none of them but I'm trying to remain hopeful. I've accomplish so much in such a short amount of time compared to what the doctors think.

Out of all the medications to cover up the symptoms, why can't someone give me something to cover up this.