Pre FND, I slept 4-5 hours a night and I did that for five decades. Last night I slept for 10.5 hours, exhausted from s short night of socializing. I tell people that it’s hard to talk; nothing proves that more than how much sleep I need after a night of talking with friends. This weekend is going to exhaust me, but I’m going to Victoria anyway.
I had a wonderful visit with Merrill, Leo and Issa last night, and the fish curry went down well (although I was disappointed in it; it was rather bland).
Today, I am dog walking with my friends and then baking a cake to take to Victoria for Chris’ birthday, and then I am going to relax on the couch in hopes of banking some energy for tomorrow and Chris’ party. It’s a glorious day today, after days of rain and darkness, so that will help to energize me.
And my foot, although still blue, is much better. Walking is easy now.