3. Go back to bed
I saw that on a T-shirt that I'm seriously considering buying.
The last 48 hours have been a little more, shall we say, action-packed than I'd like them to be, both in terms of my own life and some other lives that I observe. After a fone call the night before last I went to bed at about 2:30 and didn't get to sleep till 3:30 or 4 because I was shaking so badly from stress and fatigue that I couldn't stop. My leg decided to go on another painful recovery round as well. Although I no longer feel like a rack is ripping my limb off at the hip joint, the pain is just bad enough to be annoying despite the meds. I did get some rest yesterday and went to sleep early. It is good to be able to sleep through the night again. Woke up this morning and read about naval-land battles in the Solomons. I am happy today because I have sleep and food and shelter and nobody is shooting at me.
No matter how bad things are right here and now, there's some poor schmuck in Iraq or North Korea or some other remote place we don't even hear about who's got it far worse. I am not going to lose sight of that fact again.