But really, so much of the last two weeks has been recovery, recovery. I put some lotion on my legs yesterday and realized I pretty much hadn't thought about the rest of my body or done any personal maintenance the whole time I've been sick other than feeding myself cold suppression medication. The erythromycin has been tearing up my guts, and I've attacked it the last two days with a double whammy of iron pills and oatmeal. It seems to have worked yesterday.
I do think I'm getting better as my energy levels have returned (I actually walked up two flights of steps yesterday!) but my neck is still really sore. I am tired of being sick! And can I add what a thrill it was to come home yesterday to a cleaned house? It's been falling apart around us for two weeks, and to see all of those shiny surfaces and an empty sink was just heaven! (Of course Boo did her best to undo this almost immediately.)
In an eight hour workshop today so off the LJ. This must be a relief to all on my flist as WHO WANTS TO READ MORE DULL POSTS LIKE THIS! I don't, really, so can I be better tomorrow?