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** Don’t worry, immediate family members – it’s not another MS relapse. **
With that disclaimer out of the way, I can apologize for missing you all yesterday. I was incredibly wiped out with the Death Cold on Sunday, so much so that I went to bed at 6 pm. I fully intended to feel better after a couple hours of sleep (ha!), when I would work on cleaning the house, write a blog post, and call my mom for her birthday. None of those happened. I did, however, get 14+ hours of sleep and woke up feeling like I hadn’t had any.
In addition to day #2 of the Death Cold (and some other fun symptoms I will spare you the details of), I woke up with a left ankle that was swollen to about three times the size of the right one. Apparently this is called edema. I am not a fan. I had to wait hours and hours to get an appointment, but I managed to get in to have lymphatic drainage massage done this evening. The ankle looks better less swollen, but it is still puffy and misshapen. Oh, the joy!
The worst second worst thing about taking a sick day from work is that I am at home – the place that has all the chores I need to do – but I have neither the energy nor the motivation to get anything done. (The worst thing is that I have already run out of sick days, so every additional sick day has to be taken without pay. Especially now, before the trip, this is a serious bummer.)
Send healthy thoughts my way – hopefully I will get out of this funk so I can share all the crazy stuff we did with the house last weekend!
Daily Check-In:
- I’m grateful! for the lovely flowers my little Quinland got me for Valentine’s Day.
- I’m lighter! by another carload of stuff that David took to Goodwill. I think that is Subaru load number six this week.
miss fidgety 