I am seriously tired of being seriously tired.

Everything wears me out. If I plan an event, I have to plan to recover for the next three days. At least.
Here's an example.
At the weekend it was my Mum's 50th birthday; not an event I want to miss, recovering or not. It took several hours to get ready to go out in public. I dressed creatively to hide all my woes, with a high neck, long sleeve lace bodysuit under my dress. As it was a Murder Mystery dinner for Halloween, this didn't look out of place.
Neither did lots of gothic make-up, hiding a multitude of sins!
The night was great. I drank 4 litres of water during the evening, to offset my 2 glasses of wine. Despite this, by 10.30pm, I was losing my voice!
I croaked my way til midnight. The clock struck 12 and Cinderella turned back into Frankenstein. We stayed at the hotel so I didn't have to travel home and could touch up my make-up or go to bed early if I needed.
When I woke up, my voice was gone. All I could do was gasp like a fish!
It does feel like I'm being punished for trying to have any fun. I don't think I'm asking much these days. I'm not exactly dancing the night away, slamming down shots or going out night after night. I just want to be able to go to special events. So far I've tried a wedding (too much; got a kidney infection) and my Mum's birthday (voice loss.) Each event has been something I really don't want to miss, so I've put up with the consequences.
But I'm asking myself this...how long will it be before I can enjoy myself without any?

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