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Jul. 17th, 2018 11:33 amWell yesterday was fairly awful. I don't know if there was a massive gas attack or if my muscles around my gut and uterus were trying to murder me or if I ate something bad for me or what the hell was going on but sleep wasn't happening, walking wasn't happening, absolutely nothing but staring ahead of me and contemplating that scene in Spaceballs was happening. Fortunately it seems to have undone itself after about 24 hours which doesn't clarify which of the possibilities it is but eh. Less pain, I'll take it. Still rumbly in the tummy but much, much less pain. But seriously, what the fucking hell.
As a result I didn't get anything done for the latter half of Sunday and all of Monday and now I'm behind! Yay! And a bit muddled in the brainpan from not having eaten enough or slept enough, and I'm not sure I'm likely to eat enough today, either. Although more likely than I have been. We'll see if I can push through.
(After a couple of hours of staring at this open entry: No. No I cannot.)
Although I'm betting at least half of these brain-emotion-body malfunctions are PMS. Bonus points if I did get food poisoning and so a lot of the malfunctions are PMS plus exhaustion from having eaten something bad for me plus exhaustion from not wanting to eat now to the point of having no appetite because I Ate Something Bad For Me Let's Never Do That Again. Whatever the cause is, ugh, go away. I just want to be back to fucking normal again, I was doing fine until this shit happened. Now I can barely think along one planning line for a fiction, let alone the multiple I'm used to.
Maybe it's time just to curl up and read books until the ugh stops. And eat bland things so if they come back up they don't taste horrifying. I don't like this at all.
As a result I didn't get anything done for the latter half of Sunday and all of Monday and now I'm behind! Yay! And a bit muddled in the brainpan from not having eaten enough or slept enough, and I'm not sure I'm likely to eat enough today, either. Although more likely than I have been. We'll see if I can push through.
(After a couple of hours of staring at this open entry: No. No I cannot.)
Although I'm betting at least half of these brain-emotion-body malfunctions are PMS. Bonus points if I did get food poisoning and so a lot of the malfunctions are PMS plus exhaustion from having eaten something bad for me plus exhaustion from not wanting to eat now to the point of having no appetite because I Ate Something Bad For Me Let's Never Do That Again. Whatever the cause is, ugh, go away. I just want to be back to fucking normal again, I was doing fine until this shit happened. Now I can barely think along one planning line for a fiction, let alone the multiple I'm used to.
Maybe it's time just to curl up and read books until the ugh stops. And eat bland things so if they come back up they don't taste horrifying. I don't like this at all.