I am having a bad day...feels like herx. I'm so dizzy I can hardly stand up and the nausea...how familiar. Yesterday was reasonably good; I was even able to drive myself the 20 miles to the doctor. The problem I have most with this disease is I never know when I go to bed how I'm going to feel the next day. Normal people go to bed at night and can be reasonably assured the next day will pretty much be the same as the day they're just finishing up. Yes, I'm whining...and I'm sure there's something I should be grateful for...but right now isn't the time to try and pull it out of my hat. Tomorrow will be better.....There's always tomorrow or the next day.... Why do we have to pay a price for simply "being"?????
Simela - Your talking about your education in statistics has really bothered me. It takes a special person to like or even appreciate statistics, and to have the ability taken away (even temporarily) is so sad. I do pray for all of us.