I am still so tired. Sore throat, body aches; sitting upright is literally painful. I’m wondering if maybe this is a glandular fever stress-related flare up, seeing as the last time I remember being this tired was when I had it. Who knows. (Whatever it is, it isn’t COVID, though. No fever, no respiratory problems.)
…is this adulthood? Endless moaning about your health, or lack thereof?
Mum not due out of the hospital until Friday, as of the moments. Blood clots in your lungs will necessitate that.
…this lethargy is beyond ridiculous. I’m going back to bed. Maybe when I wake up I’ll remember what I was going to write about. It ain’t happening now.