Four hours later, and I give up on trying to sleep. It was excruciating. I can only assume that in the many solid days of coughing fits, I’ve strained my neck and shoulders in a way that “strained” does not begin to convey. Trying to lie down, the best I can get is relatively minimal pain for about ten minutes, slowly building toward agony. All I’m doing is keeping Hubby up too, so I abandon sleep for the second night.
On the plus side, I’m not sure I’ve ever gone this long without sleep, SO TIME TO SEE WHAT HAPPENS.
On the other plus side, my coughing seems to have kind of abated I think maybe? So I’m hoping whatever damage I’ve done can maybe start to heal.
On the down side, I’m not sure it’ll do it fast enough for me to avoid going somewhere. And I’m so tired and stressed out, and I tend to carry all my stress in my neck and shoulders, so you can imagine how useful that is. I AM A WRECK. I am a disaster of a human at the moment. I really can’t even tell what’s wrong with me at this point, the answer is best summed up with this.
If I can maybe nap a little in my chair, I gratefully will. Otherwise, Pained Zombie Jet Wolf is here. Not able to focus on much of anything at all, but here.