i finally am startign to be able to get up and walk around and figure out this or that. i get to lie in bed in misery rather than agony. my body is generating it's own heat better, i have less crushing fatigue in my head, or body, i can actually enjoy television. but misery means the hyper-immune activity has lessened to the point where i am not so much a zombie, but just someone who has now returned to sneezing and itching constantly. i had no benedryl so i did a house search - found advil allergy, which is ok. and one green teabag from maybe 2 years ago. after trying every kind of nutritional thingie i could find, these two are helping. at least - as always - it's good to know i'm on my way up. i will be able to go out and shop on wednesday, and take kurska for some chicken and small children. i'll be able to do beer - i just hope i don't get drunk and start throwing beers into the trick-or-treaters' bags. but it's also daunting to be able to look aroud once again, and realise the massive amount of work i need to do - theoretically. there's no way i can do what i need to do alone. and i'm out of shape. and yet another relative has threatened to beat the crap out of me.
what would house do?
i seldom let this negativity into my journal. i make my journal funny because at least i can do that for you, plus when i write, i'm just happy i'm not sick. thanks for all your well-wishes. kurska says hi.
i might have to switch to a new bedroom to get away from the doggie smell, and make her sleep apart from me. that would not be easy at all.
