Resurrection

Spring. The time of rebirth, when the cold dark barrenness of Winter gives way to the warmer lighter fertility that is Spring.

Unfortunately for me, that fertility brings about pollen-laden air that makes me tired and causes an excess in my histamine production.

This year, that has been exacerbated (or perhaps vice-versa) by a virus of some sort. It started with a cough the night of February 21st and was full-blown illness by the morning of February 22nd. And then, it didn't let go.

After sustaining a relapse around the 10th, I finally started feeling better last Wednesday. Instead of being so tired that an extra 34 hours of sleep sounded good every day, it felt like an extra 5 or 6 would be okay. I worked full days at work for the first time possibly since the illness began. Over the weekend, I slept heavily Saturday, napping deeply in the afternoon. Sunday was was, scarily, more tired than I had been the day before. And then today.

Today, I am resurrected.

After a month (!) of not thinking too clearly, of having everything be harder than it should be, of just being too, too tired, I feel normal! Well, the normal started last Wednesday, it was just tired, punchy normal. Today, I've been functioning normally, and perhaps a little more so because it is so wonderful to get the things done that I've not felt up to, some of them for a month!

I'm giddy now. Tired, in a good way, from all that I've done. I think I'll stretch and watch some tv (definitely 'Big Bang Theory,' and if I'm bad 'Castle,' too).