Except for one thing yesterday was not worth living. When my Chronic Fatigue Syndrome hits it hits hard and immediately. I can only take care of myself about 25%. I do not do my regiment diet right and that just fuels the fatigue. I cannot even make a cup of coffee and sit at my computer. I lay in bed so long that my one side of my neck/shoulder hurts so dang bad. My small of my back and hips hurt anyway. I take painkillers for that which has the side effect of fatigue. Thus, the day or day and a half just sucks. The only exception to the day not being worthy to live is there is today. I have recovered. This morning I awoke before the alarm went off. It dawn on me that I was not sleeping and I wondered if that was indication that I would be recovering. I had a nurse give me some empathy this morning, which does not always happen on the cancer ward. On the way home driving on the snow and sludge covered roads I started to feel much better. I did not even give the moron drivers the finger. I got home turn the clothes washer on, gave my buddy cat his heart pill, which is very risky business for my fingers, gave them their can food, which they love, and I went for a short mile and half walk in the snow. I really like the winter. The mass media plays it out big. We had maybe four inches of snow and that is more like spring than winter as compared to when I was a kid. I guess I will go on living for a while that way I get to enjoy every ones company here and much more.
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