Feeling like a ton of bricks today. I have been out of work on "bed rest" for just about five weeks now, while attempting weight restoration.
For the first time in those five weeks, well for the first time in a number of months actually, I gathered my strength and decided to go out with a friend. Nothing crazy, a little dancing and a lot of catching up were the only things that went on. I had a great time and needed the mental break. Sitting around your mother's house all day isn't exactly an exciting life.
I have to say though today I am so exhausted I can barely seem to form thoughts. I have always believed my doctors were overreacting when they put me on restricted activity but now I finally understand why. Sad to think that my 26 year old body can barely handle a simple night out. I am young and should not feel this way.
Today I canceled a therapy session and gave my body what it is trying to tell me (more like screaming to tell me) what it needs. I think the lightbulb has finally clicked that my physical self is sick and in need of serious restoration and rejuvenation. Maybe this was the wake up call I needed. I know last night was worth it for a number of reasons, but this one may be the most valuable one.