I am taking this a bit at a time: my doctor today and I agreed to stop mestinon until I am thru the symptoms of gastroparesis, which is an old devil of mine. My occular myasthenia was in remission till this week, but I am willing to go back to darkening the house as needed to get rid of the gastric stuff. (The double vision is not present right now.. The worst phase of the occular symptoms was ptosis,, which was about total in the presence of sunlight and which came on overnight.) I definitely have the anitbodies, so I am not questioning the diagnosis. The most ironic thing is that the new neuro had a cancellation today and tried to reach me--but I was at my regular doctor's at that time. I am told I am still toward the front of the list of people needing in in an hurry.

Thanks to what you wrote, I remember my son telling me to get B-12: that had never been an issue because my diet was heavy on meat, eggs, milk, etc. But in deference to son's veganism, I am using some substitutes (the soy milk has B-12 added, and I still eat eggs). So I ordered the sublingual vitamin.

Vitamin D should not be a question: I am outside walking my dog nearly 2 hours every day on the lakefront. And that leads to: tiredness has only been a factor these last 2 weeks.

The herbs are not the more exotic ones; an herbalist is reviewing them for my son.

The myasthenia has not generalized at all; no weak muscles. For my age and gender, I am fairly strong; for 20 years (until 2000) we heated with 2 wood stoves. My daily exercise was cutting, stacking, hauling, and loading the stoves.

The amblyopia has rcently been spcifically pointed out by an opthamological surgeon and my retina specialist. I apparently was needlessly prescribed glasses 70 years ago. In the 90's I got frustrated enough to practice focusing for some years. I did well enough to have my vision pronounced normal even for driver's license purposes. At this time, blurry vision would describe what I have--sort of like the presbyopia I never had.

Will look over posts to me again tomorrow. In the meantime, I live about a mile from Lake Hartwell (long and skinny on the map), west of Clemson. And my name is Harriet.

Cannot keep eyes open with lights on here. Thanks for info and input!