Achy, but why?
It is nearly 5:00 a.m., and I’ve been up since just past 2:00. UGH It is 61ΒΊF and 98% humidity, and alllll my lower joints are aching. A lot. No, really — A LOT! Anyway, it is nearly time for morning finger-stick, then insulin, then breakfast, and then I can take my morning meds to deal with the pains.
Yesterday I mentioned that I wanted to start getting my normal daily life routines back into place. Today, being Sunday, that means I need to get my hair cut, among other things. It used to be my Sunday routine, but over the last few months I’ve let it slip.
wow….7:00 now. Shit. So I went ahead and got my hair cut and a shave. Holy cow, that took a lot out of me. Not sure if it is because I didn’t get enough sleep, or because the act of standing there, bent over cutting was so exhausting, but golly gee my back hurts and I feel utterly drained.
The good news is that my finger-stick is only 114 just now. π
And now, another hour later, my body is still feeling like shit. I took my insulin, ate a bowl of cereal, and took my morning meds. I’m just going to check out for the day and rest. I am so fucking sick and tired of goddamn “resting”. I’m tired of various and sundry aches and pains cropping up (surprise!) here and there and everywhere. π
Here’s hoping I will feel better later in the day. I do have things I want to write about, particularly concerning the growing fears I keep hearing from various people about the virus, the necessary isolation, the economic impact (personal, national, and global) that will inevitably result from the worldwide shut-down. Everyone is feeling it, and I have things to say about it. But for now, I need to just lie down and ‘be’.