The beach at Peter Iredale with a strong headwind pushing ocean mist onto the beach.

Regular 20 minute run at Iredale. I’ve been mowing, riding my bike, cleaning the house, going to the store and shopping, going out to the park – um’ yeah just being busy all day. Cooking every evening. It’s really odd after being ill for so long, and I honestly do not know if it will last. I might wake up tomorrow unable to move out of my chair again and it may stay that way for a year. I simply don’t know. But for now: normal life pretty much. It’s weird.

I was on a diet of shakes and fruit, but I’ve developed gastritis. So today I had prevacid acid blocker and no shakes. No dairy. I had some grapes, mango and an apple tho.

The wreck of the Peter Iredale. Surrounded by tourists but they’re in the fog.

I’m easily 5-10x more active then I was, but tick-tock. I’ve been dissapointed by a good day – followed by a month of bad days before. I just need to stay moving.

Top pick, Animal Crossing New Horizon which I’ve been playing for two years + almost every single day, lol.

I’m still fat, damn, frickin’ hormones too — I just bounce right on back to what I was at previously. Been difficult to drop especially while being particularly active. Today I woke up and thought, I want pancakes and sausage! I had pancakes and sausage — waited, waited….nothing. No nap, no carb coma, no nausea…I just got on with things. Weird. For lunch I had an apple and cola. For supper I made the guys a big pot of Speghetti with meat sauce and garlic bread with grapes for dessert.

It was really nice to get to go shopping.

I never get to go out for “fun” — not often, it’s usually trying to put on a brave face and get through it dreaming of my chair and pushing through. But there I was, window shopping, actual shopping, and forgetting all about crushing fatigue, being tired, feeling ill and barely hanging on. I shopped for a full morning. I didn’t buy anything.

My hair has turned to a dry straw of destroyedness.

I don’t know what to do about it, I’ve done a healing mask. I’ve used coconut oil. I’ve cut off the worst of it, but it’s very odd. The hair is about half the size it should be, very thin and whispy and it poofs out and whisps about my head like I’m witch Helga. It’s very embarrassing. I think the colorant I bought online was counterfeit fakery, a lot of that going around with knock off products being so cheap to import and very easy to resell. I should have gone to a local shop or bought direct – *sigh* – I’ve had this lesson before.

I used to use all natural color that I mixed up myself and I did a good job of that, but I switched back because I was too fatigued to go through and do it all myself, just standing at the sink was a little too difficult sometimes, let alone cleaning the sink first and mixing everything — it was too much. It was like asking me to go shimmy up a mountain.

Anyway, I feel perfectly okay, just fat — but I have never had a remission last. Fingers crossed, you never know right? Maybe this time.