All good, right? Well, not exactly...

I was quite sleepy once I got home and after playing a bit with Rennie and getting various stuff in the house picked up, I went to bed early. I woke up on Saturday morning - following ~10 hours of sleep - feeling exhausted. Because I'd had plans to have coffee with my sponsor after my usual Saturday morning meeting, I dragged myself into the shower and then drove out to the meeting with the idea that I'd wake up gradually. Not so: I proceeded to (nearly) fall asleep multiple times throughout the meeting. It was just the strangest thing!! I just could not keep my eyes open.

After the meeting was over, my sponsor suggested we postpone our meeting, and I snuck out without talking to anyone and headed straight home. I'd also had plans with my pal Fran on Saturday to meet for lunch but as she was feeling ill we ended up canceling that too. So I got home, pottied the puppy, and then climbed back into bed and slept for another 7 hours. I got up again around 6 p.m., fed the dog and putzed around the house a bit before going back to bed around 9:30.

When I awoke Sunday morning, I was feeling better but still really exhausted. I canceled everything on my calendar that day as well, and just focused on getting rest. I spent about half the day awake yesterday, watching a bit of TV, adding historical information to my new budget software and generally just laying low.

I'm feeling much more rested and energetic today - enough so that I could get up and do a bit of yoga! I'd previously scheduled the day off work, thankfully, since I still wasn't feeling 100%. I did manage to get dressed and run to the grocery store, so that's an improvement over the previous two days, and I spent a large portion of time reading. (I'm about 95% through "Getting Things Done," by David Allen, which is good because I'm signed up to take one of his seminars in the coming month!)

Meanwhile, I'm left kind of scratching my head: I haven't felt that exhausted since coming crashing from my IV Solu-Medrol "highs" back in 2006: is it possible this is a relapse in progress? Or some kind of weird response to the somewhat-extended exposure to the sun? Or perhaps a delayed reaction to the drilling that went on at the dentist's office on Tuesday? Or maybe it's a delayed response, of some kind, to the Tysabri?

Hard to say. Seriously hard to say. This is, I think, the hardest part of MS sometimes: the just not knowing. Could it be this? Could it be that? Should I call the doctor? Wait until my next appointment to mention it? When it comes to MS, my M.O. is to just "wait and see." The phrase I hear a lot, "more shall be revealed" certainly applies to multiple aspects of my life - including the MS!