When I Don’t Feel Well Enough to Stand

I woke up today, but I don’t really feel rested. For some reason, some of my symptoms were flaring. I don’t know why; there probably isn’t one particular reason.

I guess I hurt more than usual. I can handle it. I forgot that it wasn’t an antibiotic day, and I didn’t have to force myself to eat. My mouth tastes gross and nothing can help that. I tried by eating chocolate. It mildly worked. Not really. Maybe. 

My mind can’t decide right now whether my mouth still tastes gross. I don’t think I’m in bad spirits. I could be feeling much worse. I didn’t like it when I stood up and almost passed out, so now I’m sitting in a chair feeling woozy.

I think I’m supposed to shower today. But first, I’ll have to fix this standing up issue. I’m definitely supposed to work out today. Again, I’ll have to fix this standing up issue.

My cat’s only 10 feet away resting in the sun, and I would very much like to pet her. I suppose I could crawl.

The computer is dying, and I need to find a charger. But there’s that standing up issue again. I can’t figure out how to fix the standing up issue from here. I suppose I could crawl.

Perhaps my standing up issue stems from the 14 vials of blood that were taken from me yesterday. Yes, that must be it because I got IV fluids only two days ago. At the time, it didn’t seem like a big deal, but I guess not being able to stand right now isn’t a big deal in the grand scheme of things. 

I feel like I should take a nap. But I’ve only been awake for two hours and should actually probably not take a nap. Whatever, I’ll do what I want. Oh wait, I still have this standing up issue. I guess that negates the doing what I want part. 

It’s not turning out to be a great day, and I should think of something positive.

It’s the first day of fall. I love fall. I get to wear sweaters and scarves, and the weather feels nice. It doesn’t work against me like the hot and humid days of summer or the freezing days of winter. If I could fix this standing up issue, it might be nice to sit on the porch. There’s a nice breeze. Then again, if I could fix this standing up issue, I have other things to do. Then again, perhaps I don’t feel well enough otherwise to do those things anyway. Perhaps I’ll just take a nap.

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