Craziness.
Well, I've spent the past week completely laid up with Chronic fatigue syndrome. For those of you unfamiliar with the fancy and ominous sounding term it's basically the body's way of saying you've had enough you're going to rest whether you feel like it or not mentally. I've spent the past week in a rip van winkle state. (Sound asleep more times than not). I was getting scared after a good week of this. I was always so sleepy and couldn't stay awake to save my life. I've in said sleeping haven't been on my medicine like a good little automaton because when you're groggy, sleeping -all- the time...the last thing you want to do is take medicine that does what? Makes you sleepy.
I've mostly recovered from that only to find that I'm now needing my medicine before badness happens. It kind of happens when you aren't even awake enough on a regular schedule. That having been said, I'm otherwise fine for those of you concerned with my absence. I'm going to be okay by week's end I believe God willing and the creek don't rise and I can retell the tales that got me that far. I love everyone and I promise to be less of a stranger in the future.
I've mostly recovered from that only to find that I'm now needing my medicine before badness happens. It kind of happens when you aren't even awake enough on a regular schedule. That having been said, I'm otherwise fine for those of you concerned with my absence. I'm going to be okay by week's end I believe God willing and the creek don't rise and I can retell the tales that got me that far. I love everyone and I promise to be less of a stranger in the future.