Exhaustion.

Sometimes exhaustion just sets in. You just turn around and its there and you can’t stop it. It doesn’t creep up like a burglar; it jumps out like a cat. And boom, its upon you and you have to sit down. You don’t want to, you want to keep going, keep moving, keep on track with all the things that you want to accomplish, but the exhaustion makes you completely unable to move. Its not fun.

That’s what happened. All the sudden it was upon me and I couldn’t move. I couldn’t hardly make it down the stairs. But I wanted to, I needed to, laundry had to be done, dinner had to be cooked…but there was nothing left inside of me. No reservoir of strength to draw on. I tried, but my daughter saw me and sternly sat me down. Whose the parent now?

So I am learning to sit down and rest and ask for help when I need it. That is hard for me, to ask to have someone else do something that I am perfectly capable of doing, but unable to for whatever reason, be it circumstance or physical duress. I’m catching up on my TV shows and watching the clock for the time I can go to bed and hopefully be more energetic tomorrow. My body feels like it is dragging and I wonder how my counts are this week. I’ll be getting blood drawn on Thursday, and I’ll know more then. Maybe by then I’ll rebound!

Mom made dinner tonight, chili and cornbread, and it was awesome. So I’m glad I didn’t have to cook and was able to just enjoy the company of my parents. Off to bed.

For now I'll keep smiling. Chat with you tomorrow!