I just got back my humanity after hundreds of years-- thousands, really, or at least that's what it felt like-- of not having it at all. And I'm cold, and hungry, but I can't even imagine eating anything right now, because all I can think about is everything that I've done since the time I was last alive.
So no, Sam, I'm not okay. I thought I remembered what it was like to be human, but I guess I didn't, at least not entirely. If I did, I would have felt like this.