Thursday, Sept. 29th
No idea what is going on. I've felt no energy and like crap for months, if not longer. Dr. Bellor was nice enough to order autoimmune bloodwork, but of course, they all came back normal - except for a high CO2 level. I've probably got sleep apnea and I'll be cursed to wear that damned CPAP which I've been dreading since I had breathing issues at night. Damn.
I'm just so tired of feeling so horrible. I don't feel like doing anything, fun or not. Every since thing I do from the time I wake up until I go to sleep is a total act of will. Putting one foot in front of the other. Fun, enjoyment and joy are gone. I feel so sorry for George who wants to do fun things to take his mind off his terrible job and I can hardly do any of them and am excited for none.
Well, I'm back on the doctor train again and have lots of appointments lined up so hopefully at some point, I'll feel better.
Because this isn't a life -
L
