Imagine waking up convinced the night before was a nightmere. Because where else would you have a perfect baseball swelling form instantaneous out of your abdomen. In that fish bowl of swell there were swimming tadpoles. Except that bowl is your skin and the water is.......well also your skin. Imagine that lifetime of logical thought you built your reality on is now staring at a hand three times its normal size. So you hold onto that reality reality and proceed to put a healthy amount of salt upon the wound you assume is causing the sweeling. To now see those same tadpoles doing a little jingle on your hand as well expressing anger at your shotgun spray of salt.
Scary enough? Now try you went to 6 emergency rooms and you fought tooth and nail to get them to run any test that might help proving what you already know. There are parasites crawing just beneath the muscle. Everyone them does one test or another talking to you like your insane. Everyone you've known some your entire life all saying the same thing. Your lying, your crazy, your on drugs etc .. and dam if you're not crazy because they can't be found by the doctors and how would you have gotten such a rare parasite? Untill a young girl says "daddy somethings moving in that guy's leg. Dad being dad entertains this comment and stares over for a solid 3 maybe 4 mins before slowing raising his head to meet your eyes. Yup their real. And yup the doctors still don't believe you.
At this point doctors,friends,family, and associated people all think your crazy or on drugs or both. But you are not and they are real. Really real in the sense that they are moving towards your brain.
That is my reality right now, because only one person in 1000 miles has every successfully diagnosed them. Well was my reality. Because now I can prove it. All the doctors test and making fun of and telling you "your fine " get some sleep " maybe you need a syc evaluation" Yea those smart guys and gals couldn't find them in all of human history. They couldn't do it with all their gadgets and schooling. But guess what, I had a will to live, and some scatch tape which is all I needed to do what doctors failed to. I did the impossible. I found them and could prove it.
In all my life my absolute worse nightmare was just that. To be eaten alive while plenty could help but instead thought me crazy.
