Progress, Perhaps?

So, we are, perhaps, making progress.

The past few nights have been quite promising, with limited interruptions and my going right back to sleep with little difficulty.

I put my body to quite a test on Saturday and seemed to have passed so I guess the new meds are working because I never could have endured the kind of day I had this past weekened, believe me. And I am none the worse for wear so I have to declare the new meds successful.

The ultimate test, of course, will be when I subject myself to a lot of walking -- that is something I haven't yet tried.

Today, I attempted to do 15 minutes on the exercise bicycle again. Only made it to ten minutes when I had stop. But that's better than nothing; and at least I'm still trying. My physiotherapist will be sorry to hear of my setback but that's what happens when one goes away for a holiday -- the whole world falls apart!