Morning came, and I opened my eyes.

I hadn't tossed and turned all night, it seemed, as I got out of bed in the same position I had fallen asleep in, neatly arranged.

As I stood up... I wasn't dizzy. Lately, it had become a routine to see everything white in front of my eyes when I woke up in the morning.

That wasn't all.

I didn't feel the nausea or the stomach burning that usually plagued me from breakfast to lunch.

I felt so good that I wondered if I was finally feeling better.

Maybe the chaos from last night was what made me feel better now. I stretched my arms with a sigh of relief and glanced at the bag of medicine on the nightstand.