I knew today was an improvement when I woke up with an incredibly sore neck and very tired, but felt alive. I did not utter the words "someone just kill me now" like I have each morning I have woken up previous to today. A good sign, right?!
The pain is still bad, in fact not showing any signs of letting up. But the nausea is mostly gone and the cloudy head is pretty much clear. I get a false sense of hope however, when I get out of bed, thinking I am up for some activity, and then climb right back in ten minutes later - exhausted.
I did make a bit of progress with the boys. Each of them was willing to sit with me for just a moment, however things went sour quickly when Nolan pushed himself off of me using my neck. Not nice.
Auntie Chelsea is now gone, so it's just us for the weekend before more help arrives on Monday when Jordan is back at work. I think things will remain pretty quiet. Not the dance party I'd hoped for this weekend (ok really just a bbq with friends), but baby steps are getting me there.
Wow am I getting bored.