day 7, morning

Status, ditto. To crown my experiences, I had an anxiety attack last night (work-triggered I should think), and I took one of the other prescriptions the doctor gave me - it's also an antihistamine (!). Seemed to do both jobs; indeed I woke up too dry in my nasal places.

Grey, still, heavy, sticky day today, which is about appropriate for the state of these United States. I am going to sit in my isolation chamber, sulking and watching 1776.

ETA: had to go back and edit all the Subjects since once again I didn't count from day 0, bleh.

day 7, evening

Came outside for a bit as the sun was going down, and the humidity came to join. But I'm having a mild beer and watching the fireflies start up. (And hearing the neighborhood pyromaniacs start up, which is less agreeable, but at least it's far less of a war zone than Inwood was.)


Status ditto, or perhaps a slight improvement in that I haven't taken decongestant since the morning and I'm not wholly incapacitated. I am pretty fuzzy-brained, meds or no meds, but I can't tell if that's extra beyond "sick plus disrupted routine".