So the vertigo is a viral thing which means for all intents and purposes that it's inucrable and also tricking my body into making me sick (do you remember learning about viruses? Using your own cells against you? Nasty, ingenius things). As a result I've spent major portions of the last week in bed. Today I started working from home, which is surprisingly effective--it's not that I'm incapaciated, I just can't move around. And I need more naps I think. I don't like being sick. I don't like not being in control, I don't like the part where I need to gauge how much time, really, I can and ought to take off.
I do like laying in bed, visitng with James, being able to eat again (and wanting to occasionally!). I like that the sun's come out today (high of 28). I like that I got my Thank You cards addressed and my Christmas presents started. And I did all that while watching Netflix which I also like.
And that's the end. :)