I’m not unhappy to say goodbye to this miserable week, although it’s ending a whole lot better than it started. I didn’t even take any medication today, so you know I’ve got to be feeling better. I’m still a little weak, though. It’s been hard to keep my eyes open at times throughout the day.

Now if my phone can get fixed tomorrow as scheduled, I’ll be happy. Happier, anyway. Or at least closer to happy. Happy as it’s possible for me to be, given all the parameters and circumstances.

The phone was working most of the morning, and I was tempted to call off the repair person. I’m glad I didn’t, because the bad static was back this afternoon. Just like yesterday, some of the time I could tell who was calling. I had a couple of calls where I couldn’t hear anything on the other end and had to hand up, hoping I hadn’t offended anyone. I wouldn’t even know whom to apologize to, so there’s no use dwelling on it. And yet, dwelling is what I do.

Today was kind of a flattening of the upward curve. Yesterday was by far my best day of the week. Today wasn’t any better, but at least it wasn’t any worse. It’s a good thing, too, because I’m still days away from being caught up with where I need to be.