After being house-bound since the middle of last Thursday, I welcomed this morning because I felt well enough to get out for a little while. Granted "out" meant a trip to Walgreen's, but it's a beginning.
I engaged in all those post-ick ceremonies of recovery: there was the long, hot shower and the extra time spent with the hair dryer; real clothes instead of the fuzzy monkey pants and eye makeup. Oh em gee, I actually smeared on some eye makeup.
It all fell apart after we got home, but I was a functioning human being for a few hours today.
The upshot is that I'm feeling better, if not 100%. But better is something.
(Not that I should have been in any hurry to recover. It's snowing again.)
I engaged in all those post-ick ceremonies of recovery: there was the long, hot shower and the extra time spent with the hair dryer; real clothes instead of the fuzzy monkey pants and eye makeup. Oh em gee, I actually smeared on some eye makeup.
It all fell apart after we got home, but I was a functioning human being for a few hours today.
The upshot is that I'm feeling better, if not 100%. But better is something.
(Not that I should have been in any hurry to recover. It's snowing again.)
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