I left the house at 6:15 this morning, headed to Rancho Bernardo for an MRI. It's a long trip so I listened to an audiobook on my iPod. It's a really good story called The Kitchen House. I'm really enjoying it, which is good because I have to go to La Jolla tomorrow for an appointment with my neurologist. I feel weird even having a neurologist.

My goal is to see if I can somehow get off Plavix, which I suspect is causing all the muscle and joint pain I am feeling. I can barely walk anymore; even sitting in the movie theater is painful. I was supposed to have a booth at Pine Valley Days this Saturday, but I begged off. If it's not Plavix, it could be Amlodipine, my blood pressure medicine. They both have the same side effects, although it is rarer in the blood pressure med.

Yikes. How did it come to this?