Still barely alive



Yup, my arms and neck are still achy and horrible. A hot bath did not do anything for me. I dragged my ass outta bed, only to find that many people, including the drivers on the X27, also struggled to wake up. 3 crowded monsters crawled by me, so I was stuck at the stop till 8:25. Forget about being on time.



I am truly and utterly exhausted. My days off are scheduled with doctor's appointments to quell the headaches, hair loss, weight gain, acne, and general malaise that is Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome. My thyroid has also told me to take a hike, too, in no uncertain terms. The palpitations, the nausea, the brain fog is there. Exercise is killing me, and I just want to sleep. My shoulders and back are particularly feeling horrible. By the time I get a decent massage or shiatsu, it all goes away after I step back outside the door.



It's too much. Typical ACOA guilt about not saving the world, I guess. My European friends laugh in my face at the hours I work. And for what? Recent reports say my 401K won't be worth as much by the time I need it. What's the point? I can't seem to find one.