Not much on the surface, but a lot considering all I wanted to do was stay in bed and shake this damp chill feeling. This is not Lyme acting up. This is virus stuff (and fallout from UVBI treatment... which means that it's working).
To protect Carolyn, I kept my distance at the shower. In truth, people are more of a danger to me than I am to them. Still, with old people, babies, expectant moms, or people with weakened immune systems, I'd rather be safe than sorry.
At the risk of being antisocial, I avoided hand shaking, touching anything, spit/cough zones, and sanitized profusely. Thankfully a former (healthy) acquaintance I used to casually know from working at the hospital (eight years ago) sat beside me. She made a great lunch companion. We talked about diets, stages of life, illness, yoga, religion, motherhood, friends...even parasites, candida, and possibility -- three of my favorite subjects (all without her rolling her eyes or getting too bored).
I laughed for as long as I could stand it.
Her: Maybe we can go do yoga sometime...
Me: Are you trying to be my friend?
Her: I know it's weird. Kind of like a first date or something.
Me: No. I'm in the market for a new friend...especially since I've alienated most of my old ones with worm stories.
--Insert two, forty-plus-year-olds giggling like four-year-olds here--
Altered Today: Smiles, Showers, Sick Days