Both Tuesday and Wednesday of this week, I was extremely busy. On Tuesday, I worked a full day at a nursing home. On Wednesday, I was a vendor at an outdoor farmer’s market.
During both of these days, I found myself thinking that I was much less fatigued than usual. I kept thinking that my recently increased dose of Amantadine is really working.
Today is Wednesday. I am totally dragging.
That’s the way it is with dealing with chronic illness. One day you might feel relatively better, and the very next day you find yourself feeling like your body is an unraveling sweater.
After all these years of dealing with multiple chronic illnesses, I still find myself surprised by this phenomenon.