The kids start back to school tomorrow, something that is bound to be a painful affair for all of us. This three weeks of vacation has left our sleep schedules completely out of whack and I don’t guess 7:30 am will find any of us feeling bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. I’d be lying, however, if I said that I wasn’t looking forward to getting back to a bit of a routine. I’m too old for the up-all-night, sleep-all-day life we’ve been leading this past while.

It looks as though Thursday will be an earlier morning yet, as I’ve been summoned for a visit to the neurologist that day at 10 am, and it’s a two-hour drive to get there. I think I mentioned earlier that she wants to talk about me starting up on interferon therapy again, but I’m pretty sure I’m going to decline. Interferon hasn’t done anything for me in the past, and there’s no reason to think that will have changed. Also, given that I’m doing well, with no significant flare-ups for over six years and no new MS activity showing on my brain scan, I don’t know how they’d even go about measuring if it were working or not. In mild cases like mine, it seems like this sort of treatment is more about hedging bets than anything else, but I think I’m willing to take the risk of wagering on what’s worked best for me so far.

Actually, after coming across a letter I’d forgotten about, I’m considering calling tomorrow morning and postponing the whole business until later in the spring. Because I’ve got MS, I’m required periodically to submit a neurologist’s certification to the DMV that I’m still okay to drive, and the next one is due in June. I’d ask her just to go ahead and fill it out now, but it has to be less than two months old when I send it, and I don’t want to send it any earlier than I have to. So, since I’ll have to go down in April or May anyway, we might as well get everything done in one fell swoop and avoid driving four hours on the January roads while we’re at it.

Also, I saw in the paper yesterday that one of the dates for the second round of swine flu vaccinations in our town is Thursday, and I’d like to get the kids in and get that out of the way, especially since Lydia hasn’t had a shot at all yet. And finally, Thursday is our anniversary, which is neither here nor there, but it’s as good as excuse as any to reschedule a doctor’s appointment. I haven’t decided for sure yet, because we’ve already made child-care arrangements for Thursday, and I’ve been waiting for this consultation for close to a year now, but I’m really not looking forward to the drive. We’ll see.