It’s funny to think that exactly one year ago, today, I had an outie belly-button and constant Restless Leg Syndrome.
(Just in case you’re not familiar with RLS, it’s related to the nervous system and causes this constant urge to move your legs. Mostly at night, sadly, when all you want to do is relax.)
I’ve tried to explain to Todd what it feels like and the best I can come up with is this: imagine high powered fizz from a pop/soda rushing up and down through the veins of your legs.
The only thing that temporarily alleviates the sensation is to move. But, the moment you stop–that fizz starts back up. Slowly at first, and then gradually to a more nuclear fizz the longer you try to keep your legs still.
Pop fizz in the veins for at least four months straight. It drove me completely insane.
Buffalo Schnitzel 