I've been exhausted lately. Of course, the fact that I sleep really poorly isn't helping, but I've slept really poorly for as long as I can remember, so that's nothing new. I've decided it must be because of all the pain I've had lately.
I don't sleep well, but I've been napping or dozing a lot. It's usually not a sound sleep, but I lie on the couch with my eyes closed and drift in and out for an hour or two. And I do that a couple times a day. Because I'm exhausted. So exhausted I have trouble keeping my eyes open, sometimes.
I have little bursts of activity, but those exhaust me further. Like, today I drove over to the home of Isaac's friend K, to see if she and her mom can walk Isaac for me on Thanksgiving since I will be at the community kitchen volunteering all day long, and then I went to Kroger to pick up a few things. So few things I didn't even need a cart. And that wore me out. I came home and lay down for 45 minutes.
Just coping with the pain is exhausting. Just existing with the pain takes a lot of energy. Let alone doing daily tasks.