My anemia has been KILLING me (almost literally) lately. I’ve been heavily and easily fatigued, sleeping throughout most of my day because I don’t have the energy to do much else. I try going to practice and end up winded and breathless because I don’t have enough oxygen running to my brain. alsdkfjslfj. I feel like going to bed and sleeping right now because I’m tired. And from what? Sitting here. Doing. Absolutely. Nothing. Guh. Must. Stay. Awake.
She sat in her bed on a lonely Sunday morning. The rain was tapping steadily on her window and she was staring blankly at the ceiling. It was a free day and yet, she couldn’t find the will to move from her bed. Her bed, her most comfortable, huggable, soft, fluffy bed. What more could she want? Her and her bed. Forever. It was not too soon after her stomach began growling. Gathering herself up, she realized that she preferred the comforts of the kitchen rather than her bed.
I’ve come so far, yet it feels as if I haven’t moved one inch. I know at the beginning I was still learning. To this very day, I still am. Although… I know that I know more than I did before. I know that I’m doing better than I did before. People can see the progress, but I have yet to feel it. What’s it going to take?