Hi, it's been a while since I've been blogging. There have been a few reasons for this:
Firstly, it's because I've been either busy or asleep. A couple of weeks ago I had a massage, which was lovely, nurturing, but it made me feel just how tired I've got. For days afterwards I didn't feel like doing anything. And then I started to feel more ill, more down, more short of energy, which was miserable.
I don't know what happened, but something inspired me to go for a swim. It made such a difference to how I felt, that ever since I've been trying to do as much exercise as I can. It wears me out though. This is another reason I have not been been blogging. i've been too tired.
I've found the solution to the swimming rash, is to cover myself in Aveeno before I go in, and then shower twice when I get out, once with anti-chlorine wash and once with Aveeno shower oil, and then cover myself in Aveeno lotion.
I've been acting unlike me. Spending a fortune on the things that I want, rather than waiting to save up. I bought some software to learn Spanish. I've upgraded my drawing software. I'm doing the things that matter to me.
This last weekend we went to the Forest of Dean. It's just an hour's drive away from where we live, so that wasn't too stressful or tiring. We stayed in a B&B, but in a little lodge in the back garden; not much more than a bed, shower room, and a sink really, but we like to have our own front door when we go away.
On the Saturday we went cycling. We hired bikes from Pedalbikeaway, and cycled the family cycle trail round the woods. It was at such a glorious day, sunshine and a gentle breeze. It felt like the air in the woods was drinkable; cool, clear and full of oxygen.
We took it pretty easy for the weekend. Everything takes such a long time now. It took as until midday on the Friday to get packed up and out; making sure I had everything I needed: my medicine, clothes to keep the sun off my skin, sunblock, my snacks for eating with my drugs.
We cycled 16 miles on Saturday, and possibly a few more on detours when we went wrong. We weren't even cycling that slowly. All the work I've been doing in the gym, going swimming, meant that I could enjoy it. By the end of the day I was absolutely shattered though. I felt just as tired as when, many years ago, I did a sponsored 28 mile walk. But after showering, dinner and some stretching, I was okay. The next day we went to Tintern Abbey and sat in the shade and had a picnic. I was tired. I'm still tired now. But I can at least live my life, as well as do this treatment.
The second reason why this why haven't been blogging much is less positive. Everything is getting, well, weird really. When I sleep, I have strange and frightening dreams, and they follow me into the day. I feel isolated. I feel I'm never really awake, and never really asleep, I'm shifting into the twilight zone. That sounds a bit dramatic, but it is very strange feeling. I'm probably not sleeping well enough, but I'm already taking Sleepeaze two nights a week and valerian two nights a week, I don't want to take any more sleeping pills than that.
At work, I don't know how I'm doing. On the one hand, I know that personally I am doing brilliantly just to get there in the morning on time and spend the day positively working. But I seem to be completely unable to judge how much work I have got to do, whether I'm anywhere near meeting my deadlines. I just do the next task, and then at the end of the day go home. I have to blindly hope that things are going okay because my brain is so unclear, so blank, I can't see the bigger picture. But I'm also not bothered about it!
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