Being “just a lowly biologist” at heart, I’ve always been an admirer of Charles Darwin. These days it seems even more appropriate, as both the great man and myself suffer(ed) from chronic illness. Darwin managed to change history and contribute to the advancement of science - what do I have to say for myself? But at least I can be encouraged by the fact that Darwin kept on working - so must I, so must I!
Days when I don’t have to set an alarm seem like a treat, even though I rarely sleep past 8 AM. Yesterday morning I awoke at 6:30 AM (had to urinate) but decided to lie back down… I fell back into a deep intense dream sequence but then the scary part was I didn’t seem to be able to drag myself out of bed; I dozed from 8:00 - 8:50 until I finally forced myself out of bed, feeling like some sort of a viral encephalopathy patient - one of the worst episodes of “brain fog” I’ve suffered. After my morning dose of caffeine I managed to get on with my day - doing a little shopping for my trip, settling the matter of Arabella with my mom (she’s going; I just have to set those wheels in motion - somehow I’ll get it all done), then going to pick up Mila the Burmese python’s new cage with Z & V**. I warned Peran I’d be late since the young man who built the cage didn’t want us to pick it up until 8 PM to give the last coat of varnish a chance to dry. (A funny moment when we pulled into his yard - he was inside the cage pulling out a little bit of scaffolding - it’s big enough to imprison a human at 8 x 4 x 2) I made it back home by 10 PM - in time to shower off, drink my tea, and fall into bed. Lather rinse repeat.
** at least during drive time I got to hear about V’s new job (rehab facility) - she likes it and I could see no signs that she was out of sorts with me? Otherwise, why would she want to ride in the truck with me for almost 2 hours - but what do I know, she may just have wanted to keep a close eye on Zach?
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Health_of_Charles_Darwin