a day off? a day out???
I think I took the day just to step off the treadmill.
Middle of the day it started running too swiftly for me to keep up ~ almost had to leave a full basket of groceries in the supermarket aisle and run but I didn't have any idea of where to run or how.... so I talked to my hammering heart .... and kept planting one foot in front of the other. When I got home I tried (really I did) to get ready to go to work but the pounding in my chest and the racing in my head got the better of me. I caved. I cried. I went out in the sunshine. I fell asleep in the living room. I straightened the house (because I can't seem to relax when there is this mess around me) .... and I didn't go to work.
The family is happy to have me home for a change on a Thursday night. I'm feeling better ~ just a little numb.
Oh, I did see my doctor yeaterday, and he gave me a list of some therapists.
Today I tried to call to make an appointment, but got an answering machine, left a message, and waited all day for this chick to call me back. Off to a good start don'cha think? Tomorrow I'm sure I will be fine. Then the dr. will call and I won't know what to say.
I'm not crazy I'm just a little "unwell".....
... and I'm wondering why I tell you all this stuff ~ stuff I don't even tell my good friends ~ the ones I see face-to-face.... the paradox of blogging - tell complete strangers (although now I count you all as friends) - not the ones you love.
Bought this book the other day,
THE WORN OUT WOMAN
and today I actually took the time to start reading it!
Posted by sunybank at May 6, 2004 09:26 PM
