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Sun. 13 Jan 1991

Another “no-energy” day. I haven’t done a thing all day yet I’m sitting here completely exhausted. I even find it difficult to get up and use the bathroom. I don’t see how it’s possible to feel more tired than this. The feeling of nausea is much worse today—as well as the bad taste in my mouth. It makes it so hard to eat, but I’ve tried to get food down all day. I think that only makes me feel sicker.

Channel 4 ran an AIDS special this morning. It wasn’t very educational to me—geared to the typical Utah audience. I was surprised to learn that 238 people in the state have been diagnosed. Now there’s 239. They had a woman on who caught it from her husband. He died 17 days after being diagnosed. I hope I get to write more than 17 pages in this diary. Makes me wonder how much of this book I’ll get to use. Maybe I’ll count and number the pages tonight? The way I feel right now, it doesn’t really matter.

I know I’d feel better if the weather was warmer. Maybe then I’d want to get out of this apartment—if only for a walk. What I really would like is to be home in my own bed. I wonder when I can get back there. I need to see if I can get some help in fixing the water pipe—or else I doubt I’ll ever be able to go back there. I don’t know what will happen then. Luis suggested I rent an apartment in Salt Lake—that would make it easier to get to the University, but farther from everyone I know. I’m sure God will grant me an answer to all of the above. I just need to be patient.

I just pray for some quality time before all this is over. However, I’m prepared to accept the Lord’s will in this, too.