... on, under down and wool, usually asleep, unable to wake, and when I did running into walls and unable to keep footing. If I did manage to stay awake, it was only due to the multiple pots of coffee. I COULD NOT read at all, and my life is the NYT and the New Yorker. I could go on - the ocular headaches, the peeing, literally, every ten minutes, but I think I have said enough, enough so the sponsor's will probably press delete, and erase my account