Adventures in exhaustion

After about two weeks of feeling worn out and too tired to even type most of the time, I'm finally feeling better today. Wednesday night I went to sleep at 11 pm, and I woke up at 5:30 pm the next day. I shit you not. I have been so exhausted for absolutely no reason (what else is new?). Michael and I decided it would be best if I went back home to Texas for a while to find a decent doctor that can offer me an answer other than "exercise lol!". Please, if I never exercised, don't you think I'd be a bit, I dunno....chubbier than I am, jerkwads? People that I eat like I do and never exercise are FAT! I am not. So, docs...any other brilliant suggestions? /tirade off


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So, I guess I'll be heading home after Michael goes on hold for aircraft selection. Dad's house is crowded, and I hate to make it more crowded, but I need help. Bad.


My brother's living in the house, along with my sister and her family while they fix up the house they bought across the street from my dad.


So....I guess I'll be trying to grab sleep on the couch while Dad falls asleep in front of the TV with his big glass of Ronrico rum and Coke. Doesn't matter, it will be good to be home again for a while. Pip (sister) has the same symptoms I do, so maybe we can figure out what the hell is wrong with us together. She always has more luck finding doctors that are willing to try new things than I do. All I ever get are confused looks when I describe my symptoms and doctors that aren't even willing to utter the words "Chronic Fatigue Syndrome". If I'm not what they call "chronically fatigued", I don't know who is.


I'm looking forward to seeing my friends, and having a pool to swim in. I'll miss my boys, but there are plenty of dogs, and even a new litter of kittens at my father's house. Some things never change.
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