Today is a post injection day (PID), and a PID without Tylenol.
I don't know if I ever mentioned that I refer to my PID discomfort on a mild-moderate-severe scale. When I woke up this morning, at 8:30, I confidently used the word mild. I got out my breakfast (mmm, mini-wheats), as well as an Advil, sat down at the table and talked with Jason while I ate.
After breakfast, I crawled back into bed. I didn't need to go back to bed (meaning that I wasn't too uncomfortable or tired), it just felt good at that moment. Well, it's now 1:50, and I just got out of bed.
Where is the wind for my sails?