THE ABSOLUTELY INCREDIBLY FANTASTICALLY WONDERFUL: 29 DAYS!!!!!
And then Darthkiwi has to kiss the hell out of me and spend hours holding me.
The BAD: Pain.
The GOOD: I have an appointment with the doctor on Tuesday.
The BAD: Said doctor is at conferences every other week so getting an appointment is now extremely difficult.
The BAD: This has to be sorted before I leave for the UK, so I'm probably going to stop experimenting with different treatments for the time being and go back to what I was using before.
The BAD: I was still in absolute agony every three months with what I was using before.
The idea with the new treatment was that I'd only be in absolute agony every six months.
The BAD: So very, very drugged.
The GOOD: I have a lot to do.
And I'm motivated and being productive.
Well, it is. 
But whenever I try transplanting it into another computer, it tells me (rather rudely) that since the hardware now is no longer original, it must be a counterfeit copy of Windows and is going to keep me from accessing anything other than the hard drive. It won't recognise the USB port, it won't connect to the network and it won't even recognise the CD drive. I can view my things; I just can't do anything with them. XP
In any case, keep the hard drive safe. Then you won't have lost everything: if nothing else, you can always point and say, "No, I know right where it is."
I'll just hand my professor the hard drive when she asks for my essay, shall I?
And I have basically no idea what that means in my very drugged state, but I'll mention it to my father.
