I'm dying....
No not literally, well not yet anyway, But I feel like I am. This damn disease is kicking my butt. I'm a freaking emotional wreck. I am on the verge of tears all the time, I'm hot one minute freezing to the bone the next. I get pissed off at the stupidest stuff. My hands are shaky, just typing this is hurting. My joints are all swollen and painful. I'm beyond tired all day long no matter how much sleep I get. My hair fell out in giant clumps the other morning in the shower. I have thick hair, so this was devastating to me. I cried. My skin looks like crap too. I'm all dry and scaly. And today at work I flipped out on a coworker and kept forgetting my stupid produce codes. These are codes I know by heart. So tonight as I write this, I am drinking a giant glass of wine, and feeling sorry for myself.
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