I had to start this thread. I want to know if any of you will admit the feelings I am going through? The night before your first cure is to me like going back to childhood and staying up the night before Christmas. I remember saying to my older brother, look in the sky, it's Santa and the reindeer (it was really a satilite). He would say, Robbie, go to sleep or the presents won't show. Ya right, I passed out. I feel that again, I need to pass out!