Sick and Tired of being Sick and Tired
Mar. 4th, 2012 12:48 amI'm almost out of Zyrtek, Mucinex, and antibiotics, but the exhaustion and coughing continues. Bleah. I need to buy more distilled water tomorrow too.
Today started the way I've wanted to start every day for the last couple of weeks--sleeping in. It didn't make much difference. By the time I got some food made and swallowed my pills, I was ready for a nap. Never mind that I'm supposed to be making sure I have all my papers together for taxes, and I have a dozen things I want to be writing, and I have two weeks of undone chores from dragging myself in to work and back again and collapsing, all I wanted to do was lay back and close my eyes some more. I've got some great books here waiting to be read, but none held any appeal. Even playing solitaire was too much work. So I closed my eyes for a while.
Then a stray thought occurred to me, and the threat of late charges if I didn't pay bills roused me from my lethargy. No--that's not accurate at all. The lethargy remained, but the checkbook came out and I paid bills anyway.
I looked at the internets a bit, and then felt like closing my eyes a while again, which I did, and now I think I should do a proper job of it and go to bed and get some real sleep behind my face-hugger.
This is really nothing new; just a recurring part of life with the mostly-invisible chronic illnesses that I exist with. But I get frustrated and lonely, and then more frustrated when I find a bit of energy to do something like post here, and this is all I find in my head to write about.
Here's hoping for some energy tomorrow, or even just no more coughing.
Sleep well, everybody. I hope you're feeling better than me!!!
Today started the way I've wanted to start every day for the last couple of weeks--sleeping in. It didn't make much difference. By the time I got some food made and swallowed my pills, I was ready for a nap. Never mind that I'm supposed to be making sure I have all my papers together for taxes, and I have a dozen things I want to be writing, and I have two weeks of undone chores from dragging myself in to work and back again and collapsing, all I wanted to do was lay back and close my eyes some more. I've got some great books here waiting to be read, but none held any appeal. Even playing solitaire was too much work. So I closed my eyes for a while.
Then a stray thought occurred to me, and the threat of late charges if I didn't pay bills roused me from my lethargy. No--that's not accurate at all. The lethargy remained, but the checkbook came out and I paid bills anyway.
I looked at the internets a bit, and then felt like closing my eyes a while again, which I did, and now I think I should do a proper job of it and go to bed and get some real sleep behind my face-hugger.
This is really nothing new; just a recurring part of life with the mostly-invisible chronic illnesses that I exist with. But I get frustrated and lonely, and then more frustrated when I find a bit of energy to do something like post here, and this is all I find in my head to write about.
Here's hoping for some energy tomorrow, or even just no more coughing.
Sleep well, everybody. I hope you're feeling better than me!!!