Tired...

Tired, weary, exhausted, worn-out, drained, bushed, all-in, dead beat, sleepy, drowsy, fatigued, trite, hackneyed, clichéd, old, worn-out, jaded, corny, and stale, TA DA!

Now that we have covered ‘me’; adjectively speaking; I thought I might elaborate on the why I am so tired.
As many of us have loved ones who are chronically ill know it is a daily chore to care for their every need and this is no different being it an elderly parent or sick child or a spouse with a debilitating neurological disease what-have-you.
When you are the chronically ill person involved with it its only natural that on daily occasions, nah its all of the time, it may cause enormous amounts of guilt to shade the day and exhaust your disposition.
Add into it the caregiver also now having they’re own chronic ailment with no definite diagnosis or medication working how it should yet then you are in for some very tiresome days; which is a normal reaction to such a situation and that we all do know.
Nothing is that much different to many people’s situations, but just the normal regimen of trying to find out the cause can be trying on one’s nerves, with more tests being issued to with each doctor visit to find out why; now tell me who hasn’t been there, déjà vu?
I am by no means whining just frustrated for my Hubby who is now going through what I had gone through years ago myself.

Then add in little annoyances like people sending things in emails that don’t fit my mindset at this time, one, had a sad puppy story with religious overtones, another wishing me a happy birthday a month early.
Nothing terrible, as I said, but the timing is just off…
Mine not theirs, nah theirs too!
Although, I must admit I do not care for any religious matter being sent, since I am biased to my own religious beliefs and do not want others to assume that they will convert me to theirs, got it? No zealots are on my friend’s list! Why do they all believe if you don’t believe what they do that you don’t believe in G-d? I do of course but not by their named one, sorry, but that is my right, right?
Far as the month off on the birthday thingy went my same friend who got it wrong last year too, did it again. But this time I told her and thanked her too, oddly enough she is a psychic. I guess just not when it comes to me.
She wrote back and told me to celebrate a month early and foolishly I told her by writing back to her that Hubby was not well and the timing is a wee bit off…see now you would think she would have known that, huh?

Any-who, friends are friends and you can’t change them and I know both of those women meant me well, not harm.
It’s that I am so really tired and more than usually, nap-time tired and I didn’t get mine today and yes, I have been taking them more regularly than ever before and for longer periods of time, perhaps as long as an hour and going into bed earlier and getting up more often, consequently not sleeping well.
Yep, I know I shouldn’t nap and then I might sleep at night, but no it is for short bathroom necessity that I awake I know then drink less liquids, but I have to drink a bit more than others due to my medications, see a vicious cycle, huh? How does one win?
Sorry for the sappy lamenting of this evening but that’s me all over the place…
Worry and concern for a loved one that you have no power to help is so frustrating and I am sure many of you can relate. We have all been here at one time or another and I know since I do recall being here before…
Still it is the time it takes to find the answers that cause the exasperation, and I thought it would be fine to confide in my peeps since you are always there for me as I am for you too, right?
And if I haven’t thanked you lately, now is the time, and so, thank you!

With that bit of a more cheery note let me be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you to kindly count all your blessings and to share all your overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, OK?