I've been telling anyone who would listen that I didn't want to go to Aqua Aerobics today. It was at 9am and I've just woken up from my big fatigue sleep. It's nearly 3pm. I pushed my body to get through the class gently, but I think it is worth it to start reminding my body what real exercise is like again! It should start to get used to it, with any luck. I still feel like a piece of poo. I have the 4km walk in the morning; that will be a good start to the day . And then I have my depression group and then my landlord comes over to do some work. I'll speak to my pdoc on Thursday as to whether she thinks I have Asperger's coz I'm so clunky socially. She'll have my Lith results and my ECG and Ultrasound were all okay. On Friday I have my employment consultants appts - - after you guessed it - Aqua Did I mention I didn't want to go?
It sucks being sick but the upshot is I'm so lucky to have so much control over my time. Give me health any day though!