You’re post touched me, Christie. I posted one similar a few weeks ago, yes, on a bad day. I felt so low, so helpless, so hopeless. Coming here helped, in fact, it inspired me. Since then, I hospitalized when I progessed, dealing with the medical profession at a teaching school having my future in their hands. I realize how much they don’t know about the actual patients, just the “science” of the disease. I’ve been busying myself about awareness and how to propose a program as such to the medical schools. So keeping busy is important! It gives hope. As I read this, the news has just reported of a death from a soldier from the state. He died on his first day back to Afghanistan after being home on leave. He was 25, a brother, a son, and a husband. When I imagine what that family is going through, I think…………my son came home safely from Baghdad, then I feel very very lucky. I hope you can find comfort in family. I know you got dealed a sucky hand at a young age and my heart aches, but we can only hope for better treatments, and miracles, I guess. Be strong young woman!! We’ll always be here if you need us!