Iron and sleep.
I used to have this quote I loved: love, food, wine and dancing, that’s all anyone needs to be happy.
I call BS. I’d just really like some iron so I can, y’know, start functioning like a normal person. Tuesday I get an infusion and it couldn’t come fast enough, I am beyond my hippy dippy alter-ego self. The amount of important stuff I have thrown away or misplaced can only be matched by my too high red meat daily intake.