Unfortunately, I've already had tests to figure out all the ones I have: Post-Traumatic Stress Syndrome, Bi-Polar Disorder, Panic-Anxiety Disorder and Obsessive Compulsive personality Disorder. Thankfully, since this all occurred due to my job with the Federal Government, they pay for my ~$700/month meds and for Doctors at the Veterans Administration and Justice Department. They've been pretty good about trying to remedy all this and it has gone pretty well.
So . . . do ya guys still like me? Still gonna let me hang with you? I guess spending the nights at flashy's house is now out of the question eh?
It's mostly all under control and I'm quite a nice guy. Just keep me away from the Washington DC and other large Federal areas!