Fatigue @ MindSay

I've been feeling like shit since Friday.  I thought it had to do with that time of the month, but the feeling of lethargy should have passed by now. Usually it only lasts a few days. 

 

Friday, I fell like I had to concentrate to put one foot in front of the other. I subbed, but it was an easy schedule and the kids were well behaved. I felt fine until a few minutes after lunch.  By then I found myself nodding off in my sister's office while on break.  The demigoddess had a playdate after school and that gave me a bit of reprieve, but by the time I had to pick her up, my husband had to drive because I could barely walk out of the door.  Plus, my knees and my left ankle were killing me!  When we got home, I went back to bed and slept the whole night.

 

Saturday, we were supposed to go to the park and have a picnic, but I was exhausted.  I slept until about noon.  Later, that day I planned to hang out with Andreux,  Callmeroger  and his girlfriend, Torridgirl and Environgirl, but we couldn't get any decent plans together and poor Andreux didn't even make to Houston after all.  It was a good thing, though because by the time 4:00 pm came, I was lethargic all over again.  The kiddo and I just had a Xena Warrior Princess marathon and watched about 12 episodes of Season 5.

 

Sunday was more of the same thing. I went to work, hardly kept my eyes open and prayed for the end of my shift.  Finally, when the services were over I went straight home and straight to bed.  Around 2:00 pm, we were invited to Sunday dinner at the house of one of the kiddo's best friends from her old school.  It was a great dinner, but I had to struggle to feign energy I didn't have.  Today, I feel the exact same way. I've been taking iron, and my usual vitamin supplements so I have no idea why I feel this tired.  TMI TIME.  MEN SHOULD SKIP TO THE NEXT PARAGRAPH. I'm not having a heavy period or anything. So that couldn't be it.

 

Should I be concerned?  I've been so tired that Misshap is decimating me in our Scrabbulous game right now. Don't get me wrong, she usually beats me, but not by this large of a margin.  

• I finally got my talons feet and toes done.  I was afraid the poor woman would have to use a sander! I forgot how uncomfortable pedicures can be. First, there's the shame of having someone touch your unsightly meat hooks.  Then -- at least for me, I have to surpress the urge to giggle and squirm because it tickles when the woman scrubs the bottom of my feet. Anyway, for all that it's worth,  I feel much prettier.

 

• I had a day off and I am tired as hell. I think it is because I stayed up late last night.  I am going to have to stick to an 11:00 or 11:30 bedtime because I feel like I've been drugged with chloroform.  I actually purchased some DHEA today. I used it after I had the kiddo and it helped a lot.

 

• I  feel that a certain someone really needs to talk to his pastor or a good friend.  There is so much anger spilling out of him that he's picking fights with anyone who will engage him in a conversation on here. 

 

• Any thoughts on last night's performances from the men of American Idol? Who do you think did well? Who do you think is going home? Who do you think the judges judged unfairly?  Personally, I think David A. is a fantastic singer, but I'm tired of all of the hype he gets. He should be good. He won Star Search for crying outloud!

Comin' fo to carry me home...

 

At the last minute I got the call to sub for the fifth grade class.  There are 26 fifth graders.  26 fifth graders are the equivalent to 50 sixth graders! I had co-teacher, but she had to prepare for some testing that was coming up.  On top of that, I had to test and evaluate a potential, new student.

 

In about an hour and twenty minutes I will be going to the church to work from 6:30 to 8:00 pm.  Good Gawd I'm tired! The sad thing is that I'm still broker than the Ten Commandments.

 

I looked ova Jordan and what did I see?

(comin' fo to carry me home)

A band of angels comin' aftuh me.

(comin' fo to carry me home)

 

 

 

• You'll have to excuse me if this post is a little incoherent, I have just learned I have a mental disorder called liberalism.  *rolls eyes*. Somehow, unlike other mental disorders like schizophrenia, alcoholism, bipolar disorder or OCD it doesn't have to adhere to the strict criteria of A) causing severe or significant mental impairment and poor judgement b) be debilitating to the individual -- causing problems functioning in society. It's a wonder that I've managed to hold down two jobs, attend school and raise a child because I may also be suffering from bitchitis and kissmyassitosis.

 

• I figured out that my my fatigue was a result of not taking my iron pills, working two late shifts at the church in addition to working my regular daytime hours, the distressing news I learned over the weekend and finally, playing hostess to my daughter's sleep over. (We had a lot of fun, though). Sometimes these things sneak up on you, then WHAM! You can't drag your ass out of bed.

 

• I'm so psyched for my Portland trip! I can't wait to see Tristaprez and her family again.

 

• Is it me or is Mindsay getting more and more cantakerous?  WTF??? Is everybody perpetually pissed or paranoid? (dig that alliteration!) Maybe bitchitis and kissmyassitosis is contagious?  Cranioprickaplasia seems to be going around, too.

 

I almost didn't make it home tonight.  About a mile from home- I woke up with a start- half way across wrong lane of traffic. . . the car facing me was veering off to avoid me, but no horn. . .  I could have awakened to the sound and reality of a head-on collision... I could have destroyed someone else's Christmas!  That sunk in as I jerked the car back on the right side of the road and the adrenaline jarred me awake.  Once I arrived home I slept for about two hours. 

I fell asleep at the red light before that stretch- on the other side of the river.... I was the first car in line, again no horns... so I think my "naps" are only a few seconds in length.  It happened long enough to scare me once before... along nearly the same stretch of road, a mile from home.... I started calling home when I felt dozy- talk to keep myself awake. . . tonight I didn't - I was thinking about the weekend ahead, sure that I could shake the fatigue.

For the past few years I haven't been able to give blood due to an anemic condition that suddenly seems to be haunting me (gave gallons before that- I'm O neg, so that was something I could do regularly and feel good about)... could this be a symptom of that condition?  Doctors ask if I'm unusually tired... no, . .. . takes lots of energy to make it through a day of adolescents, I love to spend my time hiking... wouldn't call me lethargic.  But this... this is scary.  I brought it up as a concern at my annual check-up this past week... I'm going in to have blood work done tomorrow morning- determined I am going to tackle this as a solvable condition - don't want to jeopardize other aspects of my health that this can threaten.    I take an iron tablet most days - ok, I'm not so good at maintaining routines.... but I wonder how much they will have me take to try to beat this.... at some point it becomes toxic.  Not even sure that is the problem, I guess.