Yesterday, I had an extremely busy day. I had to get everything out of my room to have part of my ceiling cut out. Although I had planned ahead, the workers came early. I had to scramble to get everything out.
Then, I had to hop in a car and travel 45 minutes to a medial appointment. Upon arriving at the clinic, the waiting room was packed with people. All the chairs were occupied. People were standing. The waiting room was so full, people were standing outside the office. I sat on the floor as this was the only open seating available.
After waiting 45 minutes, the receptionist told a patient the doctor was not at the clinic. He was running late. By this time, I was shaking from exhaustion. My blood sugar was dropping. I was sweating profusely. My muscles were quivering. I struggled to speak.
After an hour of waiting, I was called back. The medical assistant took my vitals. My blood pressure was 182/84. When she touched my skin, it was burning hot. She asked me if I was sick. I told her I was extremely tired. She seemed concerned. She told me to stay where I was.
A few minutes later, the doctor rushed into the clinic. He apologized for being late. He came to my exam room first. He asked how I was. He quickly raced through my appointment. He then escorted me out of the clinic, and held open the exit door for me. (He is an extremely kind doctor.)
Once I left the clinic, we had to get gasoline. We then had an hour to drive to another engagement I had. On the way, my blood sugar continued to drop. Even though I was running my IV nutrition called TPN, I was shaking uncontrollably, it was hard to think and I was struggling to breathe.
We stopped at the grocery store. I was able to get a large bunch of bananas and some baby carrots. I quickly consumed two bananas. My head stopped hurting. And my body stopped shaking. I munched on the carrots as we made our way through the city.
We arrived at the event right on time. I nearly fell trying to enter the building. My head started spinning very quickly, and my muscles started shaking. Thankfully, I was able to use a wall to steady myself and was able to continue on after resting.
At the event, I tried my best to act social, but I was incredibly tired. I caught only fragments of sentences. My mind often drifted off. I had to fight to stay awake.
When I felt as though I had stayed long enough, I politely excused myself. I got back in the car and settled in for a 30 minute drive back home.
Once home, the ceiling construction work was complete. I then had to clean up my room. Ultimately, I need to put everything back into my room. Many things are scattered in the dining room, and my closet is heaped high with miscellaneous items. But all that would have to wait. I was too tied.
After running my nebulizer and clearing out the mucus in my airways, I settled into my bed. I had made it. And now it was time to not move for a very long time.
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