Today is a low spoons day.

 Slept okay, but just felt like I wasn't rested. Tried to get up and honestly making a bowl of cereal was too much effort. I planned on making a shrimp and pasta bake and it was tasty but a failure. 

So I went to the bathroom and as always am completely flagged afterward. I looked at Jon and asked him to clean the shrimp. He said, 'do you want to take a nap?' I nodded and went back to bed, sort of. Just laid down on top of the covers in my sweatpants, sleepshirt, hoodie and socks. Jon corralled Rocky in the bathroom and I eventually passed out for an hour. When I woke up he fixed me a bowl of corn pops which I only ate about half (boy have those bits shrunk over the years!). I told him I was feeling better but would he mind if I didn't get dressed and passed on a shower. He jokingly made a motion about sniffing his armpits and then licking an invisible deodorant.  He's really worried about me and I don't like him to be worried. We have no choice.

I just couldn't understand why I have been so weak and fatigued, lethargic and looked up the side effects of my hormone blocker. Fatigue, weakness and other things. Well there you go. Coughing doesn't help of course, that wears me down the fastest. Oh one of the side effects was increase in appetite... nope. Not with everything else going on in my system. I'm hungry but have no energy to make anything substantial, and when I do I am done with standing and doing anything for at least an hour or two afterward.

So as for the dish I made, it's very tasty and I would get seconds but my small bowl of firsts is pushing my limits of tolerance. At least I ate something. I didn't have cream or half and half, not enough milk that they called for and so it was a lot more liquid than sauce. It tasted wonderful, loaded with Italian spices and butter and garlic. I wasn't able to congeal and mix the Monterey jack cheese with the milk and butter sufficiently so there were globs of cheese in the bottom of the pan. Really not ideal, but Jon liked it at least. Another dish that won't be eaten as leftovers unless he adds in water and makes it a soup. The apartment smells amazing and yet it's almost turning my stomach. 

So today is a very low energy day that I will probably spend the rest of it in or on my bed whether Rocky likes it or not. Tomorrow is going to be a very rough day as I have to be at the doctors at 8:10 which means I have leave here about 7:45 which means getting up at 6:45 to take a shower. Since I didn't get one today. I might just do a head and torso wash depending on how I feel.

Okay I think I'm going to go disturb  Rocky so I can get under the covers. It was actually warm and nice outside today but couldn't take advantage of it. By the time I wanted to open the bedroom window the sun was already too low and the back side of the building was in the shade.

Okay signing off.