I'm still just feeling "weird" and I don't know why. I slogged my way to the gym earlier this morning and my legs and arms felt so weak I just knew they were about to give out on me at any moment. I feel like I could lie down and sleep for a week and I'm sorta just slogging along trying to muster up one little shred of energy for the day.
I know what depression feels like and I don't feel depressed. I just feel, well . . wobbly. I feel like I've just run a 26-mile marathon. (Which is sort of funny since I can't even run one-quarter of a mile without being threatened by complete collapse.)
So . . . the quintessential quandary facing me is that I have several thousand things on my To Do List at home and several thousand more things on my To Do List at the church. And my body and brain are both saying, "Lie down! Don't think! Don't do! Don't even think about doing!"
But the logical side of my self is saying, 'Girlfriend, you need to get up and you need to git 'er done."
Is it possibly to git 'er done in a wobbly sort of way? I guess I'm about to find out.
(Picture a few minutes passing here. . . . )
Okay, I'm back. Just as I was typing the above words it occurred to me that I've been on an antifungal medicine for about a month now. I thought, "I wonder if that could be affecting me." I did a search for the medicine's side effects and under "severe side effects" were the words, "Unusual weakness and tiredness."
Looks like a call to my doctor might be in order. (And also a nap.)