Into the Strenuous Briefness

I’m still not 100%, and it’s getting pretty irritating.

My foot is healing r  e  a  l  l  y  s  l  o  w  l  y, and although it looks significantly better than it did two weeks ago and the podiatrist OK’d it, it’s still inflamed and tender. I ran a mile on it yesterday and it didn’t really bother me, but I’m anxious about doing that a whole lot until it is actually fully healed. And I’m terrified that the nail is just growing back into the skin but I can’t tell if that’s what’s happening. Sigh.

I don’t think I’m really sick anymore, but I still have a fair amount of sinus congestion and there’s been a Kafka-esque hold-up on getting one of my prescriptions that I cannot seem to untangle, so it’s doubtful I’ll ever actually be able to breathe through my nose properly again. And I’m tired. I’ve slept so much during the past week. Granted, much of that was when I was legitimately sick. But for the past couple of days I have not been ill and I’ve still been sleeping copious amounts. Not just leisure naps, either—yesterday I slept for three hours in the afternoon because I actually just could not keep my eyes open anymore. I then got up from the couch and promptly went to bed and slept for another ten hours.

Hypochondria is really not my thing. I’ve always been fairly dismissive of my physical ailments and colds and allergies—I never take anything unless it’s been explicitly prescribed, I never miss school unless I actually can’t stand up, I don’t go to the doctor unless I know for sure that there is something really seriously wrong and I am completely miserable. But I’m suddenly worried that there is something actually wrong with me besides just a sinus infection. On the other hand, feeling more tired than usual is a pretty vague symptom.

It’s probably just a manifestation of stress prior to the new school year. I’m just worried that it won’t get better before the 27th.