Day Two

It never ceases to amaze and somewhat frighten me just how much I can sleep during one of these hits. I slept a bunch yesterday and thought I'd have to take some sleeping pills to manage to go to sleep last night. Instead, I laid down in bed at about 9 pm and slept through until about 10 am. I do feel better at the moment, but ye gods the hours of sleep I have logged in the last two days.

I am still in bed right now, but I will likely get up soon. I have enough enthusiasm to make some toast and take my pills (always have to take-a the pills). I will probably manage to muster enough momentum to make it to church later (one of the benefits of going to a meeting that does not begin until 1 pm). It will give me a reason to get cleaned up and a chance to be around some people.

Maybe I will watch the MDA telethon later. Maudlin songs, crippled children being rolled out, and the sweaty, inchoherent babblings of a comedy star from the 50's ought to make me feel MUCH BETTER. (heh)