I started having seizures. Which slapped me right back into the PML watch-list. I basically hit a new max-point regarding stress. And I -have seen sh$t._ I am no stranger to aggravated-stress. But after a point, you just have to laugh (maniacally, sometimes, maybe?) And do what you do. So I take medical MJ and treat myself to the pub. So I could die relatively soon (as a 33 year old faced with possible-PML, anything before 40 is "soon.") Who knows. Maybe I'll live to be stupidly-90. Doubt it. But in the meantime, you know what? Eff all of it, until (and beyond) the availability of BG-12. For better or worse. Viva la vie. Always, and every day.