Third Day of a Caregiver's Cold

I feel fuzzy, drained, dopey. Regardless, I go to my acupuncture appointment. Afterward, I intend to go home, have lunch, and sleep. And that's what I do.

Romeo and I have missed each other's phone calls today, so no phone conversation with him until tomorrow. I don't visit today, as I'm probably still contagious and don't want to expose anyone at the nursing home to my cold germs.

But silly, crazy me...later, I go out with friends for dinner and some great music, come home, and stay up way too late, as has become my custom. Staying up late. Why? Because I can? Because I'm not working now and can do that? Because I'm naturally a night person? Because I usually need only six hours of sleep each night? Because I'm sick? Dunno. I'm too fuzzy, drained, and dopey to know or care.