
My little angel still peacefully snoring on the couch, while hubby is already in the shower. I dragged myself slowly to the kitchen, looking for the magic pill, gulped two tablets down quickly and hoping that the magic will work.
I don’t know how I did it but I managed to prepare hubby’s pack lunch, wait with him while he was having breakfast and waved him goodbye at the door. By now I was feeling nausea, my head was throbbing too much, I could hardly focus.
Throw myself on bed again, my whole body was feeling so cold and I was shivering, I pulled the blanket right over my head, but the shivers persisted, and the magic pills failed me.
What is happening to me? I am so bloody tired body, mind and soul. I was supposed to be doing all my walks but my body feels like I am being trapped in a strip jacket. This can only mean that now I'm wallowing in a dark hole.
There are a lot of things that I wanted to tell, somehow I wish I didn't. Would it have been any different if I were a stronger pack-horse, who could carry on regardless.
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