I was diagnosed in early October and I can relate to what you are saying. I don't remember banging my arm on anything, but there is a purple looking bruise that appears. I seem to be sleeping a lot again, for a while I had more energy, that always sends a scare into me. I try to give myself some leeway, I am still new to this and it hasn't been that long since you were diagnosed either. Almost everyone on this board has told me it takes around a year to start to really feel comfortable, even with great early results, CML hits us like a freight train and it takes a while to recover from the train wreck. I am waiting for the time when results begin to mean less, the anxiety that accompanies every test we take is horrid, I have to fight to not allow it to take over my thoughts and life until I once again hear I am 'ok'. I hope you had a chance to enjoy your hot chocolate and secured a great nights sleep! I am rebelling at present, I am to go in for labs every week, the co-pay for the labs just rose again, it is now over $80 a week, then with gas so high, I still travel about 30 miles round trip for new lab I am using, kick in the Sprycel co-pay and CML isn't all that cheap to maintain. I figure I can go for labs 2 times a month, and by summer if things stay the same I am going once a month, then by fall I am only going for the PCR test in Pittsburgh. I realize I am not following dr's orders, but I am not cutting dosage of the Sprycel nor am I skipping doses at this point (although I would be telling a lie if I wrote I never thought of both options.) I can't stand how I feel, I allow CML to control my life, my thoughts, and many of my actions, and the ones I try to overcome I struggle with, no matter how my intentions are the night before, I end up sleeping part of the day away when morning comes. Somehow, some way, I am going to win this entire battle with the CML, it packs a pretty good punch but one of these days I am going to remember banging my knee on that darn corner of the coffee table when I do it, and then when the scary purple bruise appears I am going to say, 'Pamela, you are a serious klutz!'