Could be a good name for a 50s horror movie or a late eighties punk band. But alas it is the title of today’s blog entry. It is actually not as horrible as it sounds. I certainly didn’t think I was cured or anything. A couple of days symptom free is better than nothing. And today wasn’t all that bad either. The seizures were there occasionally but they were pretty mild.

I dosed rebif last night, did it in the front of my leg which seems to hurt a bit more than other places (thought two days ago I hardly felt anything, mayne I got a fatty spot then.) I went out on my morning run today and made it a half mile when I got my first seizure, string broken! I only had two more, so it wasn’t bad at all. I added on a few extra blocks and totaled out at 8.4 miles. I was a little run down when I was done, which was a bit of a disappointment.

I got the results of my blood test and the dilantin levels were still a bit low, so I going up to 4 on even number days and 5 on odd numbered days. I am never going to remember this, but I will give it a shot. I could split the pills I supposed. I take the gelatin cap off anyway on my pills, trying to be a good vegetarian,. Oddly the pill is a solid tablet inside the gel cap. I think they must cap them cause the med tastes terrible. I couldn’t find any other reason for not removing them in my internet search, Maybe someone out there knows something I don’t about it.

I have a friend coming into town this weekend and I hope I can get another long run in. I won’t be going out tomorrow either.