I went to bed at 8:30pm Sunday night, exhausted.
I was still tired on Monday. I needed to go grocery shopping. I sat on the couch drinking my coffee and writing a two-week meal list, really about ten meals because I figure the other nights, we can eat leftovers and go out on Fridays. While writing my list of meals, I add items to my grocery list necessary to make the meals.
I just couldn’t do it! I had so little energy, so I skipped grocery shopping and took a 4-hour nap. “I wonder if I’m catching something.” I thought. The two things Greg really appreciates when he gets home from work are a clean kitchen and dinner. So, I managed those two things. The rest of the day was spent laying down relaxing.
The next day, Tuesday, I was tired and out of sorts, but pulled myself together and left the house about noon to get groceries for the next two weeks. I pushed myself really hard. The cart was heavy and there were so many choices to make. Usually Greg, Veronica, and I all shop together. It took me about an hour and a half not including the 20 minute drive there and 20 minute drive home.
By the time I called Veronica on the way home I was already feeling sick with exhaustion. I don’t know what has gotten into me. I thought, “Am I depressed?” “No.” My head hurts, my body aches. I feel over stimulated. That is not an illness, that is my brain injury.
Once I got home Veronica offered to unload the groceries and put them away, but there were so many I wanted to help her. I laid down for the rest of the day, except for when she helped me with the dishes, and she helped me make dinner.
I haven’t felt like this since I quit the gym last year where the loud music, clanking of the weights and movement of the people would make me feel overstimulated and sick.
Wednesday, I laid on the couch all day until I made an easy dinner. Veronica did the dishes.
Thursday, as I write this: I am staying in my bedroom in my bed in the quiet today. I have taken Tylenol. I’m hoping this feeling of illness subsides after resting today. I have things to do. But one thing I have learned since my brain injury is that things can wait. Sometimes they have to.
Thank heavens my family is understanding. I hope you are not feeling this way today. I hope I do not feel like this after today.
Friday, I woke up somewhat rejuvenated. I took a short walk with my man. I’m making some changes to my blog, resting, and having dinner out. I am not fully recuperated, so tomorrow I shall rest again. The only way I can stay feeling better is with more rest.
If you would like to read more about our trials and triumphs as a brain injured family (I say family because it affects all of us.)
Please read my book titled,
A Miracle a Day, One Day at a Time: Hope After Traumatic Brain Injury
https://store.bookbaby.com/book/a-mirale-a-day-one-day-at-a-time
Gods Blessings to you! Remember to take care of yourself.
Dawn Corbelli 