I have just found out that when I conked out yesterday, I had a bit of a fit. Ain't it boring. Dull. Unimaginative in the extreme. I only do it for sympathy.
Actually I do have ideas about what triggered it. I'm just concerned that I've had two fits in as many months. I won't tell my GP about it, as I told another GP years ago and he didn't believe me. I will tell the consultant at the ASD centre when (at some point in the future) I get my appointment. I do know that fits can be connected with Aspergers. Fucking Aspergers.
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