February 11th, 2003

I thought I would start therapy today already and think I could have, but waited too late in the day. I spend the whole day pouring over information instead of working. I choose a drug called Betaseron due to no refrigeration and the frequency of the injection, every other day just under the skin. Ugh, once again, may I mention I hate needles. I haven’t used the Neurontin for a couple of days and my fingers feel pretty good, but my recall memory is awful. Maybe it’s just me, too much on my mind? I finally got a decent night’s sleep last night. I was tucked in at 9:20p.m. and slept solid. It felt good. It’s been almost a week since I slept through the night again.