I’ve been confined to bed for what seems forever. I can stand up somewhat without assistance, but I have a very long way to go. With therapy five times a week, I thought this would all go quicker.
Guess I was wrong.
Oh well. I could be in an iron lung. It’s past midnight and I cannot get comfortable to sleep. It’s a nightly challenge now. I fall asleep sometime around 3:00 AM. I get about three hours and then the fun starts again. Groundhog Day?I know this sounds kinda bitchy and not very positive. I am finding it challenging to be super positive right now. I am so damn OVER being sick. I have paid my damn dues.