I went to Universal Studios on Mother’s Day. I don’t know what happened but I slept through Monday. I vaguely remember yelling at my family for waking me up. I think I was sleep walking and talking like I did when I was a kid. All of a sudden it’s Wednesday. Fatigue is what I hate about Multiple Sclerosis. I’ve slept over 24 hours once when I was 9, 20, and now 38.