Ending the siege

The coughing has almost stopped. And today, I was able to lie down and actually sleep (and truly rest!) without a soundtrack of white noise. I can breath! Deeply…

It may not sound like much, but it is reason for rejoicing because I was starting to get worried. The despair that you may never shake this fatigue and vicious cycle is truly depressing. I think the fact that it wipes you out is actually a blessing so you cannot dwell too much on it, or it would be overwhelming.

Of course, by the time I return to the office I’ll have triple the work to catch up to, but even that doesn’t seem as Olympian a task as just getting through this hump!

I'd break into a jig, but my ribs are a little sore. Minor discomfort, all things considered, though.