Bitter but mercifully short.

All of yesterday's positivity? Gone, dissipated and spread on the wind until only a faint memory remains. The pain hit around 3:30. Lather, Rinse, Repeat - namely take pills, climb into bed and hope. It took forever. I still had sight in the middle of the night but that too leeched away. I finally got some sleep around 7. I had a granola bar and my pills for brekkie, dragging myself back to bed after 1:45. Imagine my shock to wake up at 6:45. It had taken that long for my body to harness all of the pills' essence and allow me to rest.

Spent the evening watching all of my daytime shows. Right now I need some healing, distracting of Peppa Pig. Let's hope it works.

Finally, I was surprised to receive my first Kissymas card. It wasn't from any of my church friends, but instead from the secretary of the blind group. With my vision AWOL, I can't tell what's happening. Hoping for vision tomorrow. Nighty-night.