Knowing what sickness you have doesn't magically make you better.
It can--and does--make you happier and briefly more energetic. The feeling of, "IT IS A REAL THING AND NOW WE KNOW WHAT IT IS AND HOW TO TREAT IT" holds a certain empowering vigor to it.
But once that wears off, once the adrenaline of sorts fades.
"Oh no. I'm still sick right now. We know how to make me better, but I'm currently not."
That? That was pretty much today, because I got hit HARD with...well. Everything. Lightheadedness, difficulty breathing, temperature, nausea...you get the idea. They've been haunting me all day, so. I've been quite miserable. Even treating it. Even mitigating the damage. My body's still not doing great.
Recovery can't come quickly enough.
It will come.
If not with my current treatment we'll find another.
But it's not here yet, even though it needs to be.