To actually get going of a morning.
It takes me about an hour to convince myself that I have to get up.
Its not that Im bedbound but I know that my body doesnt like the hassle.
I liken it to switching on a radiator in a cold house.
Nothing happens for ages and the house stays cold.
But as time goes by the radiator and the house begin to be warm.
So I sit on the couch, switch on the news then line all my pllls up in a line.
Sometimes I may even spoil myself and throw in a nebuliser.
Soon the mucus starts to leave my body and the rest of the meds kick in and Im ready for the day.
But all in all it takes a few hours before I can lead an active life of sorts.
Well is it just me or are we all monolithic monsters first thing of a morning ?