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I felt horrible today, called in sick at work and stayed in bed until 4 pm, getting up only to take pain meds and feed the cats.
Around 3 I started feeling kind of human again, managed to rise an hour later and drink a large coffee, and have been functional since.
I made some prune preserves, cooked pasta with sage, sheep's cheese and roasted sunflower seeds, and dug out my unfinished text about traveling to Kosice earlier this month, finished and posted it.
So the day wasn't a complete loss, quite the opposite.
Around 3 I started feeling kind of human again, managed to rise an hour later and drink a large coffee, and have been functional since.
I made some prune preserves, cooked pasta with sage, sheep's cheese and roasted sunflower seeds, and dug out my unfinished text about traveling to Kosice earlier this month, finished and posted it.
So the day wasn't a complete loss, quite the opposite.