For a while, I blamed it all on the weather. We had the usual-for-Georgia pop-up showers and typically they were right over us or near enough to us that I could say, "Oh. This is why I feel poorly." Day after day, and when they are clustered together like that I feel progressively worse. So if on day one I stumble a bit, by week two or three I am driven to take naps, to sit down instead of stand, etc.
You know it is bad when I am too dizzy to read.
I've been too dizzy to read for a week now. I still do it. I still have a book close by and I read. A couple of paragraphs. Rest for an hour. A page. Rest for another hour.
I don't look around me at the housework I want and feel I need to do. I try to forget about the responsibilities I have to everyone. I lie around, curled up, trying not to make myself worse by forcing myself to pretend I'm better.
Which is why there was no Friday Randomness because, although I have blog entries which I've post-dated and "go live" days or even weeks after I have written them, there are some things that are more immediate which I typically write while surfing online. Like the FR posts which I create one day and usually fill a bit at a time over the next few days.
The problem is . . . what do I blame now? The pop-up showers have come and gone and I am still unable to cope. Today I blame it on my cycle but eventually there will be no more external excuses to rationalize how poorly I feel and I will just have to face it--I'm relapsing, regressing, and no matter how much I do to improve my condition I will indeed have to live with it for the rest of my life.