So thank you to everyone who urged me to talk to my Dr. about my symptoms...and guess what. She pulled me out of work for another six months, and advised me to start my Social security paperwork. Apparently, because of my intial (sp) positive reaction to the Mestinon, my Dr was under the impression I was doing much better than I in fact was. After discovering how bad off I really was, she pulled the plug. Now I am going into a messy and probably cazy sounding rant, hopefully someone can relate.

I hate my couch, because my butt has disapeared.
I love my couch because it cushions my non-butt since I can't do anything but sit on it.
My tummy which has been stretched to the max with 3 pregnancies, and can't seem to shrink after the most recent, protruds even more when I get weak and can't hold it in.
I'm now taking Prednisone, and seeing a few of it's affects: pimples, hunger (all the freeakin time) and weight gain.
I smell cause it's so hard to schedule a shower between weakness, baby, kids, dinner, and weakness again after I shower.
My teeth aren't any better cause I don't brush as well anymore cause my arms can't do it, and my neck wont hold my head up fore very long.

And I know this is bad , but I had given up smoking and recently started again, since now I can breath. But tonight I said my final goodbye and will begin tomorrow with my self control and denying all of my vices....food, smoking, food. At least I have cable and internet.

I don't know if this is even allowed, but how does your MG fare with sex? It sux man...I won't go into detail...but by the time I find time I have no energy, and by the time I have energy it's just not the same...

So sorry I am in a very strange, slightly irritated yet silly mood.