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rayne89
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Ok, I hope this doesn’t come across as whiny but right now I’m just plain worn out. The pain from the Crohns since I returned to work this week is really awful. I have a Dr. appt next week and I have feeling I’m going to be off of work again because I don’t know I can go on working like this.
Between the pain and the heart issues I’m tired all the time.
Dishes are piled in the sink, the house is cluttered. Hubby helps when he can but right now he has the flu and it’s bad enough dragging his butt to work when he’s sick.
I used to be so much more involved in my daughter extra curricula activities. I don’t want to commit to things knowing I may be sick that day, and truthfully the energy is just not there. We used to go to the park, bike around the neighborhood, go to the nature center. Even a walk around the mall knocks me out now. I’m constantly saying "I can’t, I don’t feel good."or “I can’t I’m too tired.” My daughter’s childhood memories are going be of a mom is was either on the couch or in bed most days.
It’s frustating because it’s like my body has betrayed me. My mind wants to do so much, but physically I just can’t.
I’m sorry I’m having my little pity party. I’m just sitting here looking at my messy house and feeling so frustrated. Thanks for letting me vent.
Between the pain and the heart issues I’m tired all the time.
Dishes are piled in the sink, the house is cluttered. Hubby helps when he can but right now he has the flu and it’s bad enough dragging his butt to work when he’s sick.
I used to be so much more involved in my daughter extra curricula activities. I don’t want to commit to things knowing I may be sick that day, and truthfully the energy is just not there. We used to go to the park, bike around the neighborhood, go to the nature center. Even a walk around the mall knocks me out now. I’m constantly saying "I can’t, I don’t feel good."or “I can’t I’m too tired.” My daughter’s childhood memories are going be of a mom is was either on the couch or in bed most days.
It’s frustating because it’s like my body has betrayed me. My mind wants to do so much, but physically I just can’t.
I’m sorry I’m having my little pity party. I’m just sitting here looking at my messy house and feeling so frustrated. Thanks for letting me vent.
