I have slept since Friday afternoon, waking up every few hours to take care of my dogs or refill my water bottle. I can only explain this by saying I think my body just gave out. It was done.
This morning I awoke at six and I awoke with purpose. I worked on cleaning up my room and even started some laundry. I feel a little better, but not great. And that's okay. I'll probably go take a bath and maybe even go back to sleep.
It's funny - one of the lessons I've learned from all of this pain and all of the ordeals of the past four years is that life really is what happens to you when you are making other plans. I'm a linear, sequential, concrete thinking person. Not having a plan drives me nuts! But I've come to accept that my plans pretty much don't mean squat.
Take spring break, for instance. I had it all planned out - everything I wanted to accomplish and even all the TV I wanted to watch. Well, a couple of days in and my to do list is out the window and I haven't even watched TV in like three days! This is possibly a record!
My mood swings of late have been pretty severe (yeah, as if you hadn't noticed!) but I have to say that right now, in this moment, I feel pretty okay. I can live with that. :)
I'm glad that you're feeling a bit better! And three day's without televison sounds like an eternity for me! :)
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