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spryngI'm still a little tired and have a bit of a cough, but I'm definitely way closer to 100% than I was even a few days ago. I biked to the garden on Saturday and it was tremendously difficult, then biked again today and it was much more doable.
Still a little loopy and people-deprived, but I think I'll be back to normal by the end of this week.
So getting pneumonia: would not recommend. But if you do, omg antibiotics are magical. My fever was gone by the second day. It's an amazing feeling to not have a fever after having one for so long.
Now I just get to deal with a little bit of depression from having done literally nothing for two weeks and trying to ramp back up to being a productive member of society. Also the pneumonia basically killed this TTC cycle, which means we're out on that count until January because I need a fucking break.
Being confined to bed and unable to really do anything but stare at movies has also led to way too much introspection and a weird loss of identity. I feel like I've been given a second chance at figuring out who I am, but I don't have the slightest clue where to start. It's bizarre. I'm almost thirty - I should know who I am.
Anyway, sorry if I'm a bit weird and down for a while. I was doing better, then wham. That's kind of just how it goes, though, doesn't it.
Still a little loopy and people-deprived, but I think I'll be back to normal by the end of this week.
So getting pneumonia: would not recommend. But if you do, omg antibiotics are magical. My fever was gone by the second day. It's an amazing feeling to not have a fever after having one for so long.
Now I just get to deal with a little bit of depression from having done literally nothing for two weeks and trying to ramp back up to being a productive member of society. Also the pneumonia basically killed this TTC cycle, which means we're out on that count until January because I need a fucking break.
Being confined to bed and unable to really do anything but stare at movies has also led to way too much introspection and a weird loss of identity. I feel like I've been given a second chance at figuring out who I am, but I don't have the slightest clue where to start. It's bizarre. I'm almost thirty - I should know who I am.
Anyway, sorry if I'm a bit weird and down for a while. I was doing better, then wham. That's kind of just how it goes, though, doesn't it.
