My legs look like Wile E. Coyote's after he ate the whole bottle of Leg Muscle Vitamins (https://youtu.be/kM-91sthsaE), but my feet feel like Kathy Bates' Misery character took a sledgehammer to them.
My really good work shoes last two months instead of half a year.
I have lost twenty pounds and my clothes look like I stole them from my Dad's dresser.
I have gained the ability to sit on the sofa for the entire weekend without moving. My wife and son have constructed a blanket sled to drag me to the bathroom.
Sleep is a precious, life-sustaining commodity, precious as fairy semen or the golden heart of a unicorn.
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