Wednesday. Another reasonably good night's sleep, awakening well before the alarm to get up and, remembering to take the pain meds with the rest of them this morning, off to breakfast on another clear, sunny morning feeling just fine. We do go on about it, but the difference is in some ways remarkable and I'm thinking of doing things that wouldn't have even occurred without the clarity and the energy.
Are we kidding ourself? Are we really feeling better or have we been making much too much of all this foggy headed stuff?
All the foggy weird day symptoms are real (if not particularly fatal) and so the gibberish that appears when I'm feeling good is appropriate. I'm guessing. We'll not apologize for the babble, just, you know, try to keep it within some bounds lest we come across as a complete (fill in the blank).
You don't want to know the term I used for your “fill in the blank”.
Later. It's close to noon having just returned from depositing a check at the Broadway ATM, taking a set of pictures at the Latham Square construction site and then having an early lunch in the City Center. Yes, at the bagel shop, out at a table under a now quite warm sun. Feeling good. Clear headed. Content.
A bus home, stopping by the apartment house construction site to do my daily picture taking duty (not good to think of it as a “duty”, particularly when you're doing it for, ahem: “fun”), and here now at the computer feeling clear headed and fine. I believe I mentioned the clear headed and fine bit in the last paragraph.
Well, let's see. All this blabbering about clear headedness should, if it means anything, lead to something more than what foggy headed days usually provide. So, again, we'll see. Probably by the next paragraph.
Later still. The rest of the afternoon spent processing today's photographs and putting together and posting another section of Latham Square photographs, bringing the Latham Square coverage current. Which is good, which is something I only dig right in and do when I'm feeling up and the day is going well.
But you haven't done anything else?
Well, I've been thinking about it, looked at rearranging the CD cabinets, for example, seeing what it would take to put them in a more accessible location and arrange them in better order. Still, you're right: looking instead of doing. The day is not over yet.
Evening. The attitude has held straight through to spend the evening on the tablet. Well, some time on the tablet, I'm still having trouble finding anything I want to watch for more than about ten minutes, and then lights out. Right now.