That's it, body, your name is Khan
Seriously, you guys, I don't even know.
Last night, I had what appeared to be a plummeting crash of blood pressure and blood sugar, leading to violent vertigo with one-time vomiting, clamminess, cold sweats, passing out, horrible weakness and fatigue. Luckily, our summer housemate, my cerebral palsy group friend Kyle, was there to help out, and my husband arrived home soon after.
All day today, I rested. I slept into the afternoon; I ate small balanced meals; I slowly walked around the neighborhood.
Nope.
Still feeling it.
With Adam being home today and tomorrow, I think my mind feels free to express full-out WHARGARBL in the form of, like, shutting me down, I have no idea. I feel weak, light-headed, foggy, aphasic, exhausted, up and down: It is like epilepsy, migraine disorder, anorexia, fibromyalgia, anxiety disorder, chronic stress disorder, hypertonia, and sensory processing disorder, all at once, all piling up in one Hulk Smash. Even as I type this, my upper body is swaying. I'm taking bites of the baked brie in croissant dough, drinking whole milk, rubbing an ice pack on my neck, breathing deeply and calmly.
This is so, so, so strange.
Like, literally what is this I can't even.
Last night, I had what appeared to be a plummeting crash of blood pressure and blood sugar, leading to violent vertigo with one-time vomiting, clamminess, cold sweats, passing out, horrible weakness and fatigue. Luckily, our summer housemate, my cerebral palsy group friend Kyle, was there to help out, and my husband arrived home soon after.
All day today, I rested. I slept into the afternoon; I ate small balanced meals; I slowly walked around the neighborhood.
Nope.
Still feeling it.
With Adam being home today and tomorrow, I think my mind feels free to express full-out WHARGARBL in the form of, like, shutting me down, I have no idea. I feel weak, light-headed, foggy, aphasic, exhausted, up and down: It is like epilepsy, migraine disorder, anorexia, fibromyalgia, anxiety disorder, chronic stress disorder, hypertonia, and sensory processing disorder, all at once, all piling up in one Hulk Smash. Even as I type this, my upper body is swaying. I'm taking bites of the baked brie in croissant dough, drinking whole milk, rubbing an ice pack on my neck, breathing deeply and calmly.
This is so, so, so strange.
Like, literally what is this I can't even.