Well that is what I am calling it. Despite a general upward trend, today, I have had an off day. I will spare details but I did not last long at work. Luckily there was not much going on so I don’t think it rocked the boat too much.
My first instinct (and actually first action) was to climb into bed and pull the doona over my head. Then I thought, well, that is not very productive, so I called hubby who cut himself loose from work, stating that his own boss took time off every time one of her children sneezed. We took the dog out for a long walk and I felt a bit more normal. Actually there are some nice hilly bits around Parkville, which I may take a trot around soon. I pottered around and did some normal autobot things (cooking dinner, doing housework).
I went and got my blood tests done – I have been so tired at times that I was convinced something was up. I slept long periods both days on the weekend.
I am semi-experienced at having these kinds of days. I know that tomorrow is a new day and that I will likely feel a lot better. Or at least functional enough to go to work.