I am really sorry to hear that. It was so good to see you, but the cost of it is truly unfortunate. I'll cross my fingers (metaphorically; I don't want to subject you to the typos that would result otherwise) that things start moving in the other direction soon.
Best thoughts, and I'm really glad to have gotten to see you. And yes so much to self-care.
It was really lovely to see you at World Fantasy, and I'm sorry that it was as taxing as it was.
Here's hoping that some of the stuff you're doing to feel better eventually pays off. Or you find some other stuff that pays off. Or, heck, a complete spontaneous remission with no effort on your part would be more than okay by me, actually.
Take care of yourself as best you can.
I greatly appreciate the fact that you have kept me on your friends list. A lot of the stuff you say really resonates with me, so when I send you sympathy/empathy right here through the Internet, this has a lot to do with my having a good sense of how you are feeling. Hang in there and take care of yourself, as you are doing. Warmth and reassurance.
Are you writing this in Minnesotan, or did you translate it to be understandable to overly dramatic Eastern European types? Because if it is written in native Minneotan, based on my limited understanding of the dialect, I should get on a plane and fly to your bedside. At any rate, I am alarmed, saddened, and concerned.
I really hope some of the stuff results in actual feeling better soon. Baking ban, ay.
The only bit that I can put into the right words right now is this: I am thinking of you with affection.
I am very sorry to hear you're feeling poorly and exhausted. Please please please let me know if there is anything I could do for you long-distance.
I can't think of anything, but thanks.
I'm so sorry to hear you're not doing well. It was great to meet you.
So very sorry about the exhausted, because, yeah, it is a miserable thing. (And I hate the unpredictability of it, too. Still. Even though I'm currently on a "maybe that's going to stay consistently better than it was for a year" swing.)
Do what you need to do for your health. (I know you don't need me saying that, but ... just in case you forget, remember that your friends would rather hear less from you at any given time than hear that you've collapsed.)
I'm sorry you're not doing well, and I'm sending good thoughts your way. If you'd like me to send something more tangible your way, like a book or a useful action of some kind, I would be happy to, also.
I can't think of what that would be, but thank you.
That sounds very discouraging. I had the impression that all of this was monotonically getting better and just had some very nearly flat spots in the monotonicity.
I do hope it gets back to improving soon. Let me know if there is anything helpful I can do. I can mail you baked goods!
Yah, um, no. Not only was it not monotonically improving, it was not expected to monotonically improve last time I saw you.
Sometimes being closed-mouthed about such things leads to a bad time.
I am glad to hear that you had a good time at WFC, and sorry to hear about the "but". I hope that you find that time to breathe.
Oh, and I got your postcard--thank you! It was a lovely surprise.
I am hanging out here and nodding at you. Don't get up, please -- I can reach the teapot myself. And I brought you a cookie.
Is it a chewy ginger cookie with chocolate chips in? I think it is....
I'm glad you're taking care of yourself, dearest M'ris. And I am so very sorry to hear that things are so very not good.