Is it one of the seven mortal sins?
No, it's not, but perhaps it should have been. Friday I felt a lot of self-pity and yesterday I spend the day being ashamed of myself.
I'm still not feeling too well, and I'm not feeling well being a sissy, who has no energy or can do anything. I'm not good at being inactive. According to the papers I got from the hosptal I should be able to have sex and take tough exercises. Oh-yes, I can walk a cautious walk about one kilometre, then I have to go home to the sofa again. I have no energy to read or watch a movie, I don't want to knit, so some days I just lie and gaze our of the window. Ough!
Friday, DH and I went to Ikea, just to do something, but I thought everybody smelled - of strong perfume, smoke and fart. The nausea is at the top of my throat all the time. I do hope I loose some weight since I don't eat very much, that would be a positive side effect.
I just want to feel better - please give me back my life!
Is it too much to ask for?