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Magnate
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Join Date: Aug 2006
Posts: 2,136
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Magnate
Join Date: Aug 2006
Posts: 2,136
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Kevin, you are probably right about that. Before I began serious meds I had that creepy-crawly-can't-sit-still miserable feeling in my legs, especially in the evening after being on the go all day at work. I never even knew it was RLS until years later when I put two and two together. I had never even mentioned it to any doctor. Never cross my mind to do so.
Now I only get it if I go too long between meds in the evening because I fall asleep in the living room and wake up later to go to bed. And, it is a very miserable feeling.
When I was resident manager of the Ronald McDonald House I had a woman on my House Committee who had RLS, but I still didn't know what it was and that was a couple of years after my official diagnosis.
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I long to accomplish a great and noble tasks, but it is my chief duty to accomplish humble tasks as though they were great and noble. The world is moved along, not only by the mighty shoves of its heroes, but also by the aggregate of the tiny pushes of each honest worker. ~~Helen Keller
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