So here's the scenario, and I'll end with my question: Last Friday I felt fairly well. Not great, but as okay as I ever feel. Saturday I went to my granddaughter's baby shower in a town three hours from my home. I didn't have to drive. My daughter-in-law did the driving. It was a lovely party, and I enjoyed it tremendously. Yesterday, Sunday, I felt as though someone had been beating me. Achy, sore, exhausted, depressed--the whole deal. Didn't even go to church. I did nothing but lie on the sofa and watch old Doris Day movies, and periodically cry. Yesterday I hated my life. I was extremely sad. Today I feel better, but not good, and I'm wondering if it was worth it. It seems every time I leave town, this happens. If I stay in my own community, I manage fairly well, but on those days I travel even a little way, I have to pay for it. This has happened so often that I am wondering if I shouldn't just quit leaving town for any reason. The problem is most of my family live elsewhere. Now I can understand why long trips would cause problems, but a three hour car trip to a nearby town? A gathering of family and friends? It seems as though with this disease I can choose between staying here and satisfying my need to socialize by having lunch with a friend now and then or join my family occasionally for fun stuff and pay a price that is getting bigger each year. So the question is: Have any of you made the choice to stay put? To cancel all travel, even nearby places? And if so, has it been worth it?