Before yesterday, I hadn't been out of the apartment since this weekend. When I made my trip to the mailbox yesterday my gait was worse.

I contacted my neuro early and we exchanged notes back and forth on the patient portal. I can't take IV steroids, so I'll probably just end up in PT when things calm down.

I'm not having the Tysabri infusion today because for some reason, I "no longer qualify" for the TOUCH program, which is overseen by the drug manufacturer. Apparently they need to talk to me? This is a blow, since the med is supposed to prevent relapses- like the one I'm having now.

My PCP added on the CBC, so I went to have my blood drawn before going to CVS to pick up some scripts. Going to the grocery store was a pipe dream! I know I need eggs, but I can get those at the corner store. I have to do my weekly grocery shopping soon, so everything else can probably wait until then.

There is NO F***ING WAY I'm doing laundry this week. I don't see how I COULD do it, and I'm not going to risk falling and hurting myself trying.