20 days past my "gold". That is what I would call Tysabri because it cost more than gold and because it was a drug that made a difference. Last night, I was standing in the kitchen and my foot started a familiar twinge. I dreaded going to bed as I knew what would happen when my foot was off the ground. Think toe curls of the opposite kind. I took a baclofen, knowing it wouldn't help much and tried to go to sleep. Luckily, it was a mild "squeezing" feeling most of the night but then I walk up with my thumb doing the same thing. Sigh. I miss my gold.
Tonight I'm buying some veggies and fruits. Well, if I can get home from work and not crawl into a hole. It's been nuts being the only banker this week. But I have to keep my eye on my goal. This is going to be fun. I am going to have fun being a juicer. Keep your fingers crossed!
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