Started into some of the research on the next treatment that the neurologist wants me to try.  But holy cow the prescription he has written for me, is double the normal dosage.  My headache levels are so bad that they warrant this kind of level of treatment.  Oh this treatment is a series of injections into the muscle tissue around the head, and in up to seventy percent of people have seen a reduction in levels of severity of headaches.  This could, possibly reduce headache symptoms for up to three months.  This injection treatment is called "BOTOX".  Anyways when Susan and I started to check on possible side effects, and there are many.  She is a little worried, and is not so sure if the risks, warrant the results.  With the list of side effects, and my family members advising me not to take this form of treatment, I am very hesitant to try this.  No matter how bad my headaches have become!  So I guess the answer will be no.  For that matter, I am not so sure if I am that comfortable with the fact that Saskatchewan medical, does not recognize this form of treatment!  Which I would have to pay myself, and why do they not recognize it?  To many side effects!  Perhaps?
  Boots and I went to bed Early last night.  He seems to have as much of a problem with storms, as I do.  Me with my headaches, him with the thunder!  So I just let him be a big suck, and cuddle up to me.  That way, I could just lay real still, and keep my eyes closed.  I didn't get much sleep, but I got to lay in bed undisturbed, and I guess that was a blessing in itself.  My reward was, he (Boots) let me lay in bed as long as I wanted to this morning.  Finally at five to seven, when I thought I might be getting bed sores, I got up and fed him his first breakfast.  Boots just sat a attention, purring and waiting patiently.  It was simply amazing!  He is now off guarding the western front, hoping he has not missed to much action this morning.  I hate to tell the little guy, that his friend has already gone by to work, and that the first wave of the dreaded robins, have been here and gone.  For some reason, I just don't think it matters to him this morning.
  Boots has just returned from spending an hour and a half roaming around the camp sites, while I was off with Donald.  We went for coffee, loaded his old barbecue, and checked out his boat at the dock.  Donald is returning to the city around lunch time, as "the kids", as he put, bought him tickets for the "NASCAR" race in Saskatoon tonight.  Lucky man!  My headache would never let me attend such an event at this stage of my life.
  As I was saying, a moment ago when I returned. Well Boots greeted me at the door, and he seemed to be  wondering what had been taking me so long.  He is now happily settled in his favourite daytime resting place, the upper closet, where he can look out over the entire fifth wheel.  You never know when someone may open that pantry door!  I think I shall just sit back and relax, try and keep quiet, and plan out my next move, at Building the Simple life.......................................