This weekend sucked.
Friday night was spent in the hospital. Everything is fine, now, but my blood sugar was 19, so that meant medical intervention was needed. I was conscious the entire time, if not exactly coherent, so I guess that's good?
Saturday had some severe emotional exhaustion in the evening. Please do not ask, I do not want to get into it, let's just say that someone I thought I knew became a selfish asshole sometime in the past couple years and I got the brunt of it. Nothing like being guilted for being sick to make you feel like shit.
And Sunday, cramps. Because my body is just bullshit. I also had to put off freelance work from Friday night until tonight and I need to stop taking things at the last minute because they are really, really stressful and I kind of hate giving up my weekend.
Nothing like a weekend of stressful emotionally (and physically, and not in a good way) wearing bullshit to start your week.
Saturday had some severe emotional exhaustion in the evening. Please do not ask, I do not want to get into it, let's just say that someone I thought I knew became a selfish asshole sometime in the past couple years and I got the brunt of it. Nothing like being guilted for being sick to make you feel like shit.
And Sunday, cramps. Because my body is just bullshit. I also had to put off freelance work from Friday night until tonight and I need to stop taking things at the last minute because they are really, really stressful and I kind of hate giving up my weekend.
Nothing like a weekend of stressful emotionally (and physically, and not in a good way) wearing bullshit to start your week.