I had thought today's post would've been a long list of everything that is going well, but instead I am playing everyone's favorite game:
Stomach flu, food poisoning or adrenal whatsis?
It started Sunday night and I was up most of the night being sick.
Since the adrenal piece didn't seem to kick in until the third trip to the bathroom, I'm crossing fingers this is something benign. Like bad kombucha. And there was possible stomach bug exposure...ten days ago, but still! There's hope of this being normal GI sick, right?
It was surreal to literally feel the strength draining from my legs, weakness overtaking me like poison. Again. For the umpteenth effing time.
I had begun to think I was past that.
As it turns out, not so much.
It's a bummer because I had just done the 2.5 mile walk for the first time without feeling like I wanted to lay down on the sidewalk and die. (Note: The walk made the hubby feel the same way the first time he did it with me. I think it's the million percent humidity that makes it so miserable. Or maybe we are just sloths who dress up like humans--that would explain so much.)
Today will be spent resting as much as possible, hoping that will be enough.