So maybe it’s time to make a new decision. Yesterday felt good for the first two hours of the day, and then I had to take a three-hour nap before I picked up my daughter from preschool. I then went to my son’s end of year party, my daughter’s pre-school graduation, and my three kids karate belt ceremony. To call me exhausted is a huge understatement.
Today I stayed in bed as long as I could, and then moved very slowly around the house trying to pack for our family ‘stay-cation’ my husband planned. Every move hurt. Every part of my body is tight and I have no energy. I don’t want to do anything.
It’s depressing to be feeling like I just left the hospital after transplant even though I’m 13.5 months post! I thought it was time to start really acting normal again, but I’m finding out it was way overambitious.
My new plan: try to just be comfortable every day. Don’t over-do-it. Don’t expect too much. I don’t know if I’ll ever be like I was, but it’s certainly not yet. I will try to work out twice a week as a minimum, but not at 6am. When I find time.