I am not posting much these days. My house in Minnesota was foreclosed on, and I have been working very hard to empty it out. Thankfully I own a paid for shack in another state. I was able to move the kids there. A lovely co-worker has taken me in for a very nominal amount of rent, so that I can stay here and earn my whopping salary. My husband has recuperated from his injury and is back on the road, he was able to help me fill a storage unit with most of our belongings. A former boyfriend came with his big honking truck and moved everything else for me last night.
All of these events - on top of my frequent doctor visits to make sure the whoo-whoo hasn't developed anymore bad cells- has triggered a lot of stress related issues. One day I couldn't remember how to get home. Or where I keep pans in the kitchen. Chronic diarrhea, night sweats, day sweats, weakness, fatigue. Oh, and my blood work came back, and now I am on shots and massive amounts (prescription strength) vitamins. I lost 10 pounds in two weeks. Eggs and Doritos are the only food I don't puke back up. (Funny - I was always more of a Fritos fan). I haven't been to work in two days, I slept 13 hours the first day, and 11 today. I am strangely not depressed which is odd since I have been depressed since I was thirteen years old. I know depression. It has been my nearly constant companion for nearly 40 years. Now it isn't here and I just keep wondering when it is going to pop back into my life.
Well, I am rested for now, the eggs stayed down, and I think I will go lay down again. If I can remember where the bed is...
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