Instead of battling with my body, I now try to listen to it (a direct outcome of my travels and epiphanies after speaking to people about my body, taking pics of it naked, learning to love it). I got a cold, as of course I have overexerted myself on this trip, but instead of pushing through, I stopped writing and napped for 2.5 bloody hours! Wow! Then I woke up and finished writing the scene!
Learning, learning. And feeling better for it, though still sneezing like crazy and oozing all kinds of liquids out of all kinds of holes, but no fever, so hopefully it will stay this way. And maybe I will start sprouting flowers out of various places.