My neighbors probably think I’ve gone and lost it again. This evening, after spending the afternoon cleaning house and doing UNPAID work for my employer, I decided to go for a walk in the rain. I love the rain. I love it when it’s cloudy and overcast and damp, and there’s a chill in the air. An ex-boyfriend dubbed it “Heather weather.” It’s been raining off and on for several days and the sky has been a gray overcast. Last night I was supposed to join the two Tina’s for dinner, but as I was struggling to stay awake at work, I opted out and went home to bed. The cough still persists, and the allergy medicine that seems to help also has the effect of knocking me on my butt! I’m not sure which is worse, coughing all the time, or the fatigue heaped on the fatigue I already struggle with because of the medicine head. So, I came home, opened the windows, and curled up in my quilt to listen to the rain. I fell asleep that way, cradled in the warmth of my quilt and lulled to sleep by the soft
Stories from the battle to cure Hermansky-Pudlak Syndrome, and other observations about every day life