I woke up this morning not really wanting to go to work. I also had a sore throat and my body is getting used to a new dosage of the prednisone. I cut down to 25 mg on Sunday. Yesterday during an afternoon interview I felt the urgent need to use the restroom a few times but was able to hang in there. It was kind of scary - I haven't had that happen to me at work since I was diagnosed and started treatment. I called in sick and ate a smaller breakfast than usual.

Mostly I've slept away the morning. I did get a chance to sit down and map out what events still need to happen in my novel and in what order. It's something I've been wanting to do the last week or so but just never got around to it. I did write for a little bit and put 800+ words on paper. I'm going to take another nap before I get started writing again.

It isn't really a terrible tuesday - I just wanted a catchy subject line; I feel so unimaginative!