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Today my head feels pressurey and awful, and I came home from work after a half day with instructions to have some soup and lie down with a view toward feeling better.
I did not have soup, because I had to remind myself to have lunch at all instead of going right to sleep. But I closed my eyes at about 2:30, and have had an afternoon of the kind of more-or-less unconsciousness that's really disorienting when you wake up on the couch and can't understand why everything hurts until you realize it's because you haven't moved a muscle in hours.
I can breathe, though. That's something. I just wish I didn't ache.
I did not have soup, because I had to remind myself to have lunch at all instead of going right to sleep. But I closed my eyes at about 2:30, and have had an afternoon of the kind of more-or-less unconsciousness that's really disorienting when you wake up on the couch and can't understand why everything hurts until you realize it's because you haven't moved a muscle in hours.
I can breathe, though. That's something. I just wish I didn't ache.