Disease is a discord, friction, dissonance, a flatted fifth every righteous composer wants to avoid, but hearing it in music it makes the tune much more interesting and edgy.

So, no, I don’t really believe in controlling or managing a disease as something external, as a bank account, or as a puppy that needs to be trained to fetch, sit and bark whenever you think it’s appropriate; or a dissonant chord that needs to be rewritten so that a tune can sound neat again.
What I believe you can do is try to understand it, understand yourself and your disease without being intimidated by the managerial narrative, economic discourse or regimen requirements. Embrace it as a part of you that needs to be heard, and healed. And dance to its tune, even if others can’t hear music in this messy noise, and even if your back is stiff as hell.