i decided that it was time to fight this damn illness and stop it from ruining my life. things are plodding along, not great, but could be worse.you think, right ok ive had lots of crap thrown at me but i will get through this. keep fighting and i will come through the end a better person. i dont want 'happy' i dont want 'fantastic', content, thats what im aiming for. and then..... the crap comes again, the icing on the cake....the final nail in the coffin....i thought after what life has thrown at me i could handle ANYTHING and then it happens.... the last straw.