Well, the dosage went up yesterday. Disfomfort is decreasing steadily and I can think more clearly. That is a decided improvement. A sense of euphoria accompanies each level of relief. My leg is no longer trying to choke me to death periodically . No more episodes of wedging it frantically into corners and piliing things on top of it That was the major episdoes when I would wonder if the sane thing to do would be to simply cut the damned thing off at the knee. And the smaller exhausting one are going away also.

One breath of sanity I have allowed myself is that since Friday when I got the new meds I said "f it and quit trying to fight my way through them and just started sleeping pretty much round the clock. I'm a workaholic by nature and it depresses me to just give up and give in. So I quit trying to get any writing done, any researching, any reading, any anything except a few brief lines here and there, notes mostly and caved in completely. Probably should have done that a long time ago. I have no doubt whatsoever at this point that the rest is doing me as much good as the change in meds. I've been avoiding the chats, resisting the boards at HWA (that's taking some real discipline) etc. No stress. No nothing. If I'm the least bit tired. I'm going to give myself a few more days.