Day 183,
For the first time in days, I’ve spent the majority of the daylight hours neither unconscious, nor delirious, nor vomiting. Although perhaps that last one is owing to having nothing left to expel.
Lin tells me that my fever has died down and the worst is behind me. Still, I am weakened, tired. My hand shakes and my thoughts are cloudy, difficult to focus. But I can focus.
I’ll write more later, but for now, I choose to take joy in the simple pleasure of being able to write at all once more.
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