Friday!

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Why do I still get excited for Fridays? I haven’t been able to work in nearly fifteen years. You would think maybe my family hangs around more, but they really don’t. I bet it’s the chicken fajitas we have on Friday night and the snuggling and animated shows on Sunday night. The Simpsons and Bob’s Burgers! Oh! Chocolate chip pancakes on Sunday morning! Mmmmm.

My head is hurting less and less. I’m learning to live with this burden. I’ll have to name it. As long as I ensure I lay on my side every hour or so, for at least a half hour, don’t put too much pressure on my neck in general, so no actually holding my head up if I don’t need to, propping up with pillows is preferred. My memory is lousy. I can barely follow conversations, and television plots are very complicated to me. I was trying to find something at an online shop yesterday, and I could not find it. I looked this morning, right there, plain as day. I’m really overdoing things as I’m pretty bored. I don’t want to interact with people because it’s confusing, and I end up getting frustrated. I only want my nuclear family, they understand sort of.

It’s rather like being drunk. You get worse as the day wears on, more tired, more disoriented, dizzier. Napping helps, but it doesn’t quite fix things. You need a full reset for that.

I’m still sort of in hideout mode. It’s most comfortable.  I wish I could read, though. My eyes are wonky and I’m not retaining info. Plus that tiredness thing. Reading would be awesome.

Half of me wants to play with makeup, the other wants to nap all day…

Sigh.

What kind of life is this? I feel like once I get well, THEN my life can begin. But no, this is all there is. I’m sure there is meaning somewhere.

 

Have a lovely day, my Zebras! 😘

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