My 47th birthday is a week from today.
I am at that stage of recovery from last Wednesday where I can do stuff like make my lunch, but taking a shower seems to be a HUGE task, and by the time I get out, I am shaking.
My brain has been working better since about Sunday, so that's good.
I managed to get the purple shawl pattern (City Tweed yarn in Morning Glory by Knit Picks) close to the middle bit of designing, where I have knitted part of it and frogged once, and know how I will begin it the second time.
Tomorrow I need to go get my license renewed. Not that I use it much, still, hope springs; if not eternal, at least for a while yet.
I will likely be wiped out again after that adventure.
Good thing I have 47 rows of plain stockinette to work on for a Cthulhuclava.
Then I'll have 6 days to (hopefully) recover.
A week from tomorrow I have a doc appointment, which will wipe me out again.
I had planned to start knitting in public the week after that, but since I have been fighting daily fevers for more than a month now, I think I need to take two weeks and REALLY recover.
I suspect Doc will have some tests for me to go to, too.
Being wiped out is not a good thing, especially since I don't even get to surf first.
Fibro flares really suck.
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