My eye's struggle to stay open. There is a pressure in my chest. Sounds start to confuse me; I have to concentrate to decipher what each individual sound is. Speaking takes even more effort; I speak slowly to make sure each word is pronounced correctly and the thought is complete.
I sleep for hours, only to awake and realize that it was not enough.
So I sleep more......
Sunday, May 18
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do you think you'll survive?
Well....I at least survived enough to get up for work today. :)
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