I’ve been having piddling health issues that are nibbling away at what health improvements I’ve been able to make and I’m seriously in a funk about it. Energy levels are flat lined and sleep – ha! Either I can’t sleep because of crippling migraines or I can’t stay awake – is there such a thing as sleeping sickness? I feel like I’ve contracted it (or at least invented it). I slept 21 hours straight the other day. This is a very bad thing, because I dehydrate easily and that is so far beyond being a very bad thing I can’t breathe thinking about it. I have a low grade fever and my ears are “inflamed” but it keeps clearing up and returning, coming and going.
The very worst thing about this funky episode is that all my creativity spark has been snuffed. Out. Gone.
How I hate, hate, hate with a passion as deep as the deepest part of the ocean, being sick. I’m so sick of being sick that it is making me sick. Now, that is a sick, vicious circle. I’m going back to bed again; when I’ll return I know not. I am now 16 days behind reading everyone else’s blog and I apologize.