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I'm not sure whether having the energy to crawl out of bed to pee
every twelve hours counts as a
'one spoon day' or
a 'zero spoons day', but that was Monday. Guess it was the
metabolic cost of the successful run to Baltimore and back to Arlington
on Sunday (anniemal drove). Today was better: I had two
spoons. I actually felt good (and looked it, apparently) around midday,
but used them up by mid-afternoon. *sigh* But my back is merely quite
stiff, not excruciating, and yesterday's headache has faded, so even with
the frustration of having my body crap out on me just as I thought I was
building up momentum, things are still better than they'd been recently.
Hmm. I still need to get around to hacking 'clive' to include a "tag" flag (unless the official maintainer beats me to it, which is starting to look unlikely.