Sleep and I are simply not on speaking terms at the moment. I went to the doctor today to try to continue to find a fix and hopefully we’re moving in the right direction. Going on a new med that will help me sleep, but probably will fog my brain a little more. At this point though I would imagine that’s a little like adding a little extra fog to London. Who is going to notice? It also has an added bonus of possibly helping pain management so hopefully it helps. Beyond that, its specialist and test time. Blood work, having my tonsils looked at, and probably an echo of my heart just to make sure everything is okay. But Dear God am I sick and tired of being sick and tired. I won’t have the new medicine until tomorrow so tonight I’m taking the Defcon 1 approach and nuking the Hell out of myself with enough drowsy type medications to drop an elephant. I need sleep. I also need to fuck the Hell out of Grace but until we’re both better (allergies and her worrying about me is keeping her up and sleepless) that’s not going to happen. So…very….frustrating.