I’ve been meaning to write a health update since last September. I sat down then to write that everything was still great (yay!) except that gosh, I was really very tired. Just a cold, though, no worries.
Seven or so colds later (I lost count at six, but there was at least one more), I started to turn a corner around the new year. I’m definitely better than I was in the fall, but every time I start to be happy with the new normal, the new normal decides maybe I’m getting a bit uppity about this “having energy” thing
