Right now I'm going to talk about waking up.
Christopher,
It's only nine AM, and I've been up for about 30 minutes, but I woke up feeling great today! Well, about as great as someone with a raw nose can feel. Let's just say I've woken up feeling the best I've been in about a week. I'm not so plagued with mucus today, my nose is no longer bleeding, but occasionally dripping some stuff, and I don't have a headache (yet) and I don't feel nauseous or dizzy! The only real downfall right now is still how stuffy my head and nose are (yet my head doesn't feel like it's going to explode, so that's good) and my nose is a bit raw and scabbed up. Nonetheless, it's going to be a great and productive day if it keeps up like this. I really, really hope you wake/woke up feeling the same way I did, because that would be a good sign and that way we could be connected in our good mornings together.
I'm going to spend some time this morning tidying up the apartment - mainly the kitchen. I wanted to ask you to do it before you left, but I figured it would be a lot nicer for me to do it and have the apartment clean and fresh and waiting for you when you got home. Also, I wanted to do it myself just to say that I did. It's silly, I know, but I wanted to.
I'm also going to put in contacts for the first time in a week and real girl clothes and go out in public all by myself!!! I am very excited about these simple things! It's funny what six days in bed, practically unconscious, will kick-start you to do.
I'm going to run some light errands today - go to the Dollar Store (of course), mail out the packages, stop home and pick up mail, fill out a financial form at home with my dad for school, go pick up Duke's dog food, and that's it. I want to start some laundry today too and make sure the kitchen is clean by the end of the night. You know me and how much I hate cleaning the kitchen, but I've never been more excited to do it in my life. I think I'm desperate to just do any activity at this point, so even that sounds appealing.
Anyway, that's my day, along with one other thing I did not mention - anxiously await a phone call from you. I've only heard from you once so far and that was before you got transferred, so I'd really like to hear from you this morning and know how you're doing. I spoke to Adam last night about this briefly because I knew he checked himself into the hospital last year for his depression and anxiety, and I wanted to talk to someone who knows about it. He made me feel much more at ease because of what a positive outcome he said he had from that experience. I genuinely hope you can say the same thing, Chris. He also said the experience was just like the one in the book I gave to you (which I was hoping was true) so I really hope you're reading it right now and laughing at how wise little old Meg is!
So, it's only 9:23am and I've already written you for today. How pathetic! Just kidding. I just really wanted to talk to you and start my day with you and this is the closest I could get, so why not? I'm going to go be a productive little buzzy bee. I'll probably write you again later tonight. Stay well, my love. I miss you. You're so strong.
All my (and Duke's) love,
xoxoxoxo
-M
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