This weekend was pretty rough for me. I am in the midst of a CFS flare that has left me sleeping 12 hours at a time. I completely missed getting up for church this morning, as I awoke at 7:00 a.m. when my husband and son left to go to a toy show. I fell back to sleep and never woke up until 11:00 a.m. Yesterday (Saturday) was just as bad and I slept on and off all day even though I had slept a good 11 hours the night before. It is either all or nothing with this darn illness. I either sleep too little or too much.
I feel as though I have been drugged and that my body is not my own. I don’t know how else to explain it. The exhaustion is like something that cannot be described unless you have experienced it yourself. There is nothing in my body for me to give and something as little as writing these posts can completely suck the life out of me and send me back to bed.
My husband has been wonderful all weekend and I don’t know what I would do if he weren’t here. I am physically not able to do much with my son and trying to do anything, even reading, is almost impossible this weekend. I need to quit writing now as I feel that I am drifting away again…
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