I’m in one of those flares where I’m tired for no reason. Not just your normal everyday tired, but that feeling like you might fall asleep driving, cooking and definitely when you’re sitting down to read or watch tv.
Of course pain is a terrible thing to live with on a daily basis, but when this fatigue hits me I get so frustrated. There’s so many things to do but it all looks like a big jumble to me. I can’t find a starting point. And all my body is telling me is to just take a short nap.
This is when I feel guilty about Peanut who is stuck at home with me sleeping or in a daze. She gets her own snacks, occupies herself, answers the telephone all while Mom is sleeping like a zombie.
I know it’ll be over soon, but I want it over now!
Oh yes… guilt and I are well acquainted in that regard. My little guy is only three so he’s not yet aware of what’s going on. He just gets excited at the opportunity to destroy my house.