Tantalized

I feel absolutely fine today. Like a normal human being.

It did not take me ten minutes to get out of bed while I laboriously unkinked my spastic limbs and found my balance. That was my first clue that something was…right. I am not groaning (openly or silently) with every move. Nothing overtly hurts, dizziness is not causing reverberations throughout my body with every movement, I can get up and out of a chair without Herculean effort. I feel like…dare I say it... a well person!

I am giddy with the sheer bliss of it. That I am living a day without being reminded every second I am really, really sick. And yet I cannot fully enjoy it because I keep wondering when is it going to stop and I will go back to what I was just yesterday.

Perhaps I was abducted by aliens during the night? Not to be greedy, but while they were at it, couldn’t they have made me thin too?