Started tagging posts on Blogger just for fun. I'm starting with recent posts and slowly peeling back, but I might jump around for variety. It will take a long time to do, but the more I do, the longer the label list on the sidebar will be.

Yesterday, I was horribly fatigued at the beginning of my day, and then I perked up a little. This is typically backwards for chronic fatigue, but I'm still very much afraid that that could be what I have in addition to sleep apnea. Tom's undecided until more time with the CPAP has passed, and I get my lab results in a few weeks. It would be great if something bad came back other than my thyroid which would be easy enough to resolve and restore my energy, but it doesn't usually work that way with me. I don't know about my A1C, but I think all my numbers will be good except for the usual lipid and TSH. I definitely feel like my thyroid is out of whack again because I'm sleeping longer, I'm up a few lbs, I'm cold, and I'm having more fatigue.

I don't know how long it will last, but today I feel like I have more energy and my events are now down to 1.9! This is fantastic, but it would be better if the fatigue could be stamped out along with the events. My sleep is still fragmented, and I woke up hot flashing a couple of times. I might have had some air leaking through my mouth, but I think Tom is going to be right about getting used to the nasal pillow because I don’t remember anything obvious that pertained to leaks. I really hope he's right in that he still feels I'll get more and more energy and that it will slowly see-saw upward. I'm hesitant to get my hopes up. I sure as hell hope I don't have chronic fatigue, as that would be one of the worst things a person could get. Even most cancers would be preferable because they could be cured. But if anyone would be cursed with something so horrible, it would be me.

I had a dream about being in some kind of overnight camp. I was telling people I lived a stone's throw away from Tampa and wishing I'd brought something to write with and asked if anybody had a few pieces of paper and a pen, but not one of the dozens of people in the room said a word.

Then I had a funny dream about the mystery girl. I wonder why she appears in as many dreams as she does. It's not like we've spoken recently. It seems to have been quite a while, and I don't expect to ever speak again. Nonetheless, in the dream, she asked me to record myself singing Sara for her. That would sound horrible, LOL, as I don't have a rock-and-roll kind of voice but more geared towards country and ballads. I did it for her anyway, and she insisted on paying me somehow. I told her she needn’t worry about it, but she insisted on giving me something, so she had a pizza delivered to me after I told her I liked mushrooms and black olives for toppings, LOL.

Summer Dream, a bride doll I've had for over 25 years, reacted on my EMF reader when I placed her on the bed. I took a picture of her and sent it to Melanie to get her take on it, but then, when I turned the fan off overhead, there was less of a reaction, so I told her never mind—I think the fan was interfering with the reader. Yet Melanie said she sensed strong, loving energy emitting from her and that it was worth investigating more, so maybe I'll do that later.