I'm a pretty highly functioning sick person. I'm managing to do the things I really need to do. I'm not stressed out (yet) about the major stressor in my life right now (which I don't really want to talk or think about). I'm just happy my brain hasn't turned to jelly and my I haven't actually coughed up a lung.
I'm glaring at Ross because he didn't get his prescription for the good stuff filled yet. Waaaaah.