OK, my wife is an administrative RN/BS w/an equivalence of a Master's Degree. A dept 'head'
She's treated patients with HIV/AIDS who've developed PN.

Last night I was chopping and sauteeing for a Chicken Caesar Salad.I dropped the knife on my foot, scraped my shin - no biggy- not even a band-aid.
Then I dropped the bell pepper. then I dropped the onions I was chopping.
Then I dropped pieces of cucumber on the floor- then I cursed an expletive fairly loudly and slammed the knife on the cutting board.
I was frustrated at dropping things all the time.
I drop pills, or tops to pill bottles.....on the floor... alla time
(I take pills alla time!). I drop small parts on the floor, when I'm doing repairs....alla time.
I drop hammers out of my hand (sometimes on my foot).
I drop things .......PN !
My 'better half' starts complaining about my 'attitude' saying I don't have to be mad, or so angry at things happening (I'm angry at myself) alla time.
She starts an argument about my having to 'get through it' and not get upset, because it upsets her to alla sudden hear me slam things down & curse (either loudly or mumbly- doesn't matter).
I complain that its really frustrating to have the PN affect me, so that I'm always dropping stuff.
She counters with me being bull headed and always mad,
and on......and on.....and.....

Well, they just 'don't get it'!........because
they don't...... have it!

It doesn't matter. Even to a medical professional who's a wife, its a no-see-um disease and they forget and think we're acting normal and fool themselves into maybe we're 'getting better' (?!?).......and when I
flare up, (or my PN does)....I'm not able to 'get thru it' and
move onto another plane of existence where I learn to
not let things like that bother me anymore.
I'm supposed to be better than that.

They just...... "Don't..... Get... It !"