Half-way into the first week of the second course of steroids... it's a bit like a spell... 12 for 7 days, 6 for 7 days, 3 for 7 days, finish.
Happiness is that the rampant insomnia has dialled down to a more manageable level. Happiness is that the stomach upset between the two courses has gone. Happiness is that the Omazeprole taken right means no more sore throat, chest and heartburn. Happiness is that the Gabapentine has done some good for the sensory abnormalities in my hands and feet.
Sadness is that I'm still in bed, I still have dizziness and I still can't walk properly... but one day at a time, eh.