Sunday, December 09, 2007
It is good that Tuesday was productive. Since then the week has been unkind. The effects of coming off prednisone on Wednesday (fatigue, sleepiness, lack of ambition) was compounded by the onset of a strong upper respiratory infection. I've felt like a walking epidemic since then. Have tried to get out a little each day, but for the most part I've stayed in the house, sleeping and coughing and sniveling. I have a pharmacy of pills for congestion, coughing and stuff. There are piles of paper tissues that accumulate faster than I can throw them away. A routine seems to be developing, of a high fever in the morning that then comes down during the day. But I mostly stay indoors and baby myself and drink liquids and soup. I hate feeling sick. I am ready for this to be over.
