Week 11? Or is it 12? Who knows, the days are blending together.
So yes, to those who have asked, I am still sick with this stupid, stupid virus. I am sleeping 15 hours a day,
this ridiculous fever continues unabated and I have watched all 7 seasons of the West Wing. The worst part, or really,
one of several worst parts, is that I can't even read for 20 minutes without getting a splitting headache.
I go out daily for my doctor-approved 1/2 hour of errands or whatever, then I come home and sleep that massive excersion
off for 2 hours. I previously said of this illness that I would have loved it when I was 15, all this laying around
watching TV, but that at 39 years old it sucks. At this point I think even my 15 year old self would have had enough
already.
I know I'm lucky, it could have been much worse, and it was a relief finally getting a diagnosis. But I miss my
LIFE. I miss walking my dog, I miss work, I miss playing with the kids...
Yeah yeah, whine whine whine. I'm definitely feeling sorry for myself at the moment. I'll post again when I'm not
so pissy.
I hope everyone else is doing well. I welcome any DVD suggestions.
