Last night I got out of the house for the first time since I met Will at work on Saturday afternoon and can I just tell you that even though it was cold, windy and rainy that the fresh air felt amazing?  I can? People: the fresh air felt amazing.  So good.  I just wanted to stand outside for hours.  Except, you know, standing or doing any movement for more than a few minutes leaves me feeling so wiped out that I end up taking a two hour nap when I lay back down. And then all of those naps leave me feeling wide! awake! at bedtime.  I was awake until about one thirty in the morning last night (we turned in for the night at eleven).

We bought some Mucinex DM last night while we were out and about and I took one this morning and so far it has been working pretty well.  I can breathe just fine and I am barely coughing at all.   I’m not all medicine heady or anything like that.  The only down side is that it has not helped my energy level.  And my stomach is still doing that “I’m empty! This makes me mad! Grrwoooowwwwl! Have some nausea!”  and “Hey, what’d you shove that stuff in here for?  I’m not hungry after all!  Grrrrooowwwwllll, I’d rather be empty! Have some nausea!” thing which is really quite a lot of fun.

But you know? You know you’re getting better when you’re throwing up at one in the morning and instead of feeling sorry for yourself, you’re thinking “wow, I really need to clean this toilet.  It’s gross.”  So I have hope that I am getting better.  I certainly have the motivation to get better.  I just don’t have the energy to do the things I do when I’m feeling okay like cleaning, or cooking, or working for more than an hour or two at a time.  Or being upright for very long.  But my spirit! Lo, it is strong and it will win the day!

Or something that means that pretty soon I’m going to turn this thing into  mind over matter and kick its butt.