Although I tried not to overdo for the holidays, I apparently miscalculated. I woke up this morning and it was a good thing that I'd fallen asleep on the couch last night, because I needed to use the back of the couch to pull myself to a sitting position. Not sure how I would've gotten up if I'd made it to the bed last night.
Getting to the kitchen for breakfast was a long, slow, shuffling ordeal. My leg muscles were working no better than my trunk muscles.
Tried to read, but my eye muscles weren't working well enough to focus on the page and I had to give up.
On days like this, I'd love to have a muscle biopsy to prove there's something seriously wrong, but since I get no government assistance of any kind, I'm not sure how I'd pay for it.
I did manage to limp back to the kitchen to heat a can of soup for lunch, but I'm not sure I'll make it a third time for dinner.