Energy!

 

Chronic illness cat, you speak the truth.

Gentle hugs,

Chels

Fatigue.

 

It’s a cloudy day here, and a storm’s coming in. My body is weak, sore, and my eyelids are heavy. I’ve had some sleep issues for a while now, and have gone to bed late (or early in the a.m.) and woken up around 11 or 11:30, for a total of about 8 hours of interrupted sleep. So, really, more like 6 or 7 hours. My body tends to require 9 to feel rested enough. I’ll be trying an increased dosage of the new med tonight to see if it helps regulate my sleep patterns.

Meanwhile, five days to Christmas, and I still have lots of presents to make. So, I’m going to take today to knock them out (hopefully.) Since we’re unable to go to Louisiana to see Tom’s family this year, I’ll be sending the presents with my brother in law, who gets to play Santa.

Wishing you all a restful, renewing weekend!

Gentle hugs,

Chels

Chronic fatigue is a bummer.

Like the tortoise. Just don’t give up!

Gentle hugs,

Chels

Too tired to write. Here are some pictures for you.

We had a good (exhausting) time at Scarborough Faire yesterday:

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Gentle hugs,

Chels