I have had a low body temperature since high school. Somewhere around the low 67s was normal for me. I never thought much of it. My mother told me she had the same low temperature and I chalked it up to some inherited quirk. Until I just recently started getting average temperatures when I went to the doctor. I had no idea this was related to sinus and airway issues.

Although I’m still not 100%, the fog of cognitive confusion is truly lifting. I find myself able to follow complex tasks and I’m even forgetting less. It’s a relief to know the haze I have been living in for so long is not permanent.

I had another dream! I forgot what it was shortly after I woke up. But I’m sure it was great.

Years ago I wrote a poem about how I could not relax for love nor money. I was always so wired, even when exhausted, that even the thought of “relaxing” seemed like a foolish endeavour. Now that I’m out of fight of flight mode, I get it. I actually read a magazine the other day. One of the magazines I subscribe to and then ignore because even trying to relax makes me nervous. I read it and I enjoyed it. I even bookmarked some things to revisit.

I told my ENT that he saved my life at my final surgery follow up. That is not at all hyperbole. He was the first doctor to ever tell me that I had airway issues and boy, was he correct! I need to write him an amazing Google review.