Ugly. ugly. ugly, the left side of that ugly guy is slipping a bit

This is what happens when you push someone until they crash. The big crash this afternoon left me in bed from 3pm but there have been constant ideas forming about the ways to get through all the evidence so I cannot sleep and am up and down every half hour or so. All of last night from when the papers were delivered has been spent working through them and the replies to them. It is almost 3am now

I gotta get off the machine very fast I will just finish the post. I am spiralling into some form of very dangerous condition I feel.

The picture just taken and on the right is the first I have been able to get of the condition as it begins and I will not be trying again. This is absolutely terrifying and getting worse as I push myself to get through the material.

You can see changes to my fore head on the left side, it has just begun to look as though all the furrows are missing. My eye on that side has just begun to lose definition of the shape and my mouth has sagged to the left. There are strong pins and needles in the left of the face, tongue, mouth and down the arm from the shoulder. My tongue almost burns from the strength of the prickling. They have tested for Bells Palsey lately and some form of migraine although I was sure I was told they were not stress related or no one knew what made them occur. This one is absolutely when I am under immense stress and unyielding pain and keep pushing myself anyway. Ah there it is. Big pain in the chest. Gotta go, I cannot let myself drop before I face the agents at the tribunal.