Having a restful Saturday & trying not to be totally weird but I am still off & have the shakes & superfast superfast heartbeart that feels like DOOM. I keep waking up every morning though so it cannot be as bad as it seems.
Sometimes I sit very still with an icepack on my neck & try not to explode into some kind of cellular ooze or whatever.
My son grocery shopped for me & brought me a lovely pineapple which I cannot wait to cut up & eat probably in one sitting & I also have strawberries & more bananas so I might make more banana themed baked goods this week in the name of comfort & joy & easily digestible foodstuffs.
I am being fitted with a cardiac holter next week, which isn't nearly as sexy as it sounds.
Tarot readings continue to suggest a period of respite & a need for balance. Four of Swords, Temperance, Two of Pentacles... Still I want to believe I can will myself back into semi-normal health and be able to function like I used to, but really, nope. I am tired of needing so much rest.
In the interim I am wearing my sunscreen & taking my numerous, numerous & ever-changing regimen of pills (the pharmacy staff totally KNOWS ME now) & doing my PT exercises for my jacked up leg & this is all I can do so at least I am working on this business.
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