I have successfully stopped myself from taking a Covid test today. I know it would be positive so why waste the test? I feel about the same today as I did yesterday. Better overall. I might be a little better than yesterday, but not enough to think I would have a negative test. I might test tomorrow. If not, I will test the day after tomorrow, Sunday. We will see.
I’m back to the waking up at 4:00am thing again. I did that for the first few days of Covid-Land and now I’ve done it two days in a row again. It was okay two nights ago because I went to sleep before 10:00pm and had a solid six hours of sleep before popping awake. Last night I didn’t get to sleep until almost midnight so 4:00am came quickly. Both nights I was able to get back to sleep. Here’s hoping I got enough sleep overall last night that I don’t have fatigue issues this afternoon.
We’ve been using Instacart to get our grocery shopping done while we’re both testing positive. They keep bringing the wrong things. It is the risk you take when you ask some one else to do your shopping for you, but it still makes me sad. They keep bringing me the wrong gastric bypass related stuff. I ask for sugar free, because I can’t tolerate sugar anymore, and they bring me sugar full. Like I said, it’s sad. It makes me nostalgic for the days when I could eat things with sugar. Not really. I’m being overly dramatic. I’ve lost 200+ pounds in a year and a half. I don’t miss sugar at all. I just need to be vigilant. Just like Mad-Eye Moody used to say. Constant vigilance babie!
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