An even stranger day

Today was another day that started out really awful but has gradually improved. I was hoping to sleep late again like I did yesterday, but I woke up about twenty after seven and it seemed like I was awake for the morning. I did a nebulizer treatment, and then Marty and I listened to Will Shortz on NPR, which comes on at about twenty to nine. But when that was over, and since I was feeling really bad, coughing a lot and aching all over, I decided I could just roll over and go back to sleep, which I did, not waking up until the monitor's mechanically cheery voice announced "It is now time to take your vital signs" at ten thirty. I just didn't feel like bothering--I was in a bad mood and everything seemed like too much of an effort. So I just lay there and listened to the machine make multiple attempts to get me to hook up to it, finally announcing "No vital signs monitored."

Marty had been trying to tempt me to go out by suggesting we go to the Arlington Diner, which makes a fabulous veggie omelette, but as an alternative, he had Ann stop at the diner and pick up a takeout order. By the time I had this breakfast, it was about noontime, so I guess it counts as Sunday brunch. I ate half of it and will have the other half tomorrow.

Today was also a day for watching football games, first the Patriots played the Dolphins, losing by a heartbreaking single point, and then the Giants defeated Dallas, in a game that was closer than the final score (31-24) indicated. Unfortunately, Marty, who had originally been planning to take Donna home early enough to at least watch the second game, left much later than planned and didn't get back till a little while ago, when the second game had already ended.

Meanwhile, I was attempting to manage my symptoms of feeling generally awful, and I used enough morphine, ativan, and ABHR gel to finally start feeling better, with no more pain, and just a slight amount of spaciness, which seemed like a reasonable trade off. Combined with the general pattern of feeling better as it gets later, I'm feeling better right now than I have all weekend. Yesterday I needed resting chairs to get from bed to the living room, but today I made it without the chairs, and I've gone back and forth to the bathroom as well without getting totally exhausted (a big change from yesterday).

I'm going to have to go out on Tuesday, since I didn't do anything about getting an absentee ballot, and I definitely want to vote in the special election to fill Ted Kennedy's seat. I hope I'm feeling strong enough that it doesn't turn into a major production, and if I am feeling up to it we could combine it with going out to lunch or something.