Today I didn’t take a nap. Lately, the days I don’t nap are so few and far between it’s worth marking. Yesterday we had an errand to run that required my presence. Walking in, waiting 5 minutes at most, sitting through the appt., walking out, and coming home took a total of about 2 hours. I was completely incapacitated afterwards.
Today I didn’t take a nap and I did actually cook a meal, admittedly with frozen vegetables, but no one seemed to mind. It took me 20 minutes to cook and I am now in pretty severe pain.
It feels like it was a mistake to be upright for this long. I wish I could be sure one way or the other. Sometimes it’s the right thing to do, push myself a little. Sometimes it just makes things worse.
I guess I’ll know tomorrow.
