Most days I can flow along like nothings wrong, even if I'm feeling a little rough around the edges. I can move past the brain fog, push past the aches and pains and just live survive. I may get a little cranky, quiet or overly perky. It just depends on the level of what ever is going on.
Then there are the days where you're swimming along, just floating down stream and someone hits the flusher and your whirling away. It happens fast and you can't stop it. Things start hurting, I get so tired and my body slows down to the point that I can literally count my heart beats because I can feel it. Heavy arms and legs, dizzy head, the works. This is a little harder to motor through and usually where I have to SAY something out loud about how I'm feeling.
Today was one of those days. The best I can describe is it cruising along at the speed limit and suddenly spinning out and hitting the wall. Most of the time when this happens I don't even get the option of pumping the brakes. The wall is in front of me so fast it literally takes me a minute for my mind to catch up and realize that, "HEY! Something's not right!"
I'm not the person that deals easily with that. It doesn't happen super often but when it does...man...I feel like a super wimp. I have to remind myself that my immune system literally HATES me. That's ok, I return the sentiment!
