Leaves are beginning to fall from the trees, yellow rain blown on the wind. Walnuts thunk to the ground. The season is changing, and my season is changing, too. My body is healing! My walks are growing longer, with a bit more jogging mixed in. My mind is clearer and my eyes less bothered by the light of a screen. None of my symptoms have wholly disappeared, but every one of them—from the dizziness and tachycardia to the brain fog and fatigue—has diminished. I know that this could be a temporary gift, as fleeting as Fall. My symptoms may surge again soon. But then again—they may not.