You all bring up good points. I can tell you where I’ve been. I developed a premature atrial contraction due to my stress and anxiety while working on my PhD. This was pre diagnosis. You’re all right, we’ve all worked hard to get where we are. We are the survivors and we wake up every day to survive and somehow manage it. This disorder throws every possible roadblock and it really isn’t fair (the universe cares nothing for fairness). If I can’t do it, I will quit. I’ve already lost so much to this I’m trying not to lose more.