LIFELESS.

So I've basically gotten out of the house three times this week: one quick trip to Blockbuster, one visit to my sis, and one date with Steve and another couple.  That's it.  The rest of the week, I have literally spent in my bed.  Usually, even at my worst, I at least migrate to the couch downstairs.  Not this week.  This week is an 'in-bed' week for a couple of reasons.  One is that, on top of my usual Lyme symptoms, I got some kind of a cold...Just the usual sore throat, achey feeling type of thing.  Plus, I've had stomach problems on top of it all, which just makes for a lovely week. 

Today when I woke up, I felt worse than ever.  My body feels so heavy that I have found myself scooting instead of walking at some points, because I'm too tired to make normal movements.  When people are around me, I find myself almost opening my mouth to speak and then refraining, simply because I need to save my strength.  I'm too tired to talk.

Usually when I write on my blog, it is for the purpose of sharing an insight or a meaningful experience.  But today, I think I just want to be heard.  When I'm sick, typing is easier than speaking and writing is easier than reading.  I guess I just wanted to get my thoughts out there without summing it up into a neat package.  Today is a hard day and I wanted someone to know it.