Christmas vs. Boxing Day
Okay, so I had a really nice Christmas. The morning was spent hanging with the dogs. Then late morning through the evening, I went to a friend's house for spaghetti and watching a great Netflix show -- God's Favorite Idiot. Very minimal seizing, minimal pain, a great physical day. Good food, good company all day.
Then came the 26th. Ugh. I woke up with a full migraine. None of my four limbs were obeying commands. Pain levels were high everywhere. Equilibrium was off; I'm not sure how much of that was because the legs weren't working, but it was off even when sitting. It took 25 minutes just to get out of bed, down the stairs, and letting the dogs out. That is usually 5-7 minutes. I gave up after about an hour, and went back to bed. 90 minutes later, I was in a bit better shape, but still what I'd call bad. Now it's 10 at night. The limbs are behaving. The migraine is minimal. The pain levels are within reason almost everywhere. That's all been gradual, throughout the day.
I guess I'm glad the 25th was the good day.
