I feel like shit again. Day two.
The mis-step? Sleeping with a blanket cause it's cold. Even so, knowing that I over-heat at the mere thought of sunshine, the blanket covers only my upper body. As long as my arms are covered, I feel warm enough. I use only one corner of the blanket.
Evidently, in my sleep, I covered up my whole body, even my feet. Covering my feet is a big no-no. Might as well just send me to Over Heat City as a permanent residence.
I woke up warm and cozy. But I had to use the bars on my hospital bed in order to get up and out of the bed. It's about 10 steps to the bathroom, and I fell. Sleeping warm made my legs into wet noodles.
I spent the day in bed, worn out from sleeping too warm because it was cold.
There's no winning.
It's always there.
Behind my back.
Hanging in there,