Sometimes, when my arms feel especially weak and the bread for dinner seems especially chewy, I feel kind of deflated and end up googling for things like “myopathy experts,” and “where to find help for myopathy.”
Due to things like location and financial constraints, nothing seems useful. And then I get sad. Just once, I wish Google’s top result would show “Allah,” because then I would remember that I don’t have to feel sad. Even though sometimes I want to.