I mean to post links. But I’m so tired. I’ve read a lot about the HPA axis in the past 24 hours. Some of it even official-ish shit. I am eager to see the results of the blood tests. This does sound intensely interesting. This offers more hope than any other possible diagnosis and I’m going to grab on to that hope with both hands.
There is the chance I could teach my body how to stop being in pain.
It is going to be hard to do. It’s going to take years and it is going to come in painful inches. I need to become boring.
I need to start defending my sleep schedule with a pitch fork. I have dinner plans today and after today… I need to not accept plans this late at night… again.
I’m done partying at night. Completely. Invite me to brunch.
Speaking of which it looks like we are going to be inviting some folks to a brunch soon. Future Middle Child has birthday wishes.
Brunch brunch brunch. The only meal of the day I’ll be able to muster up social for. Maybe afternoon tea. Those’ll become my meals.
I need to stop raising my heart rate. Do you know what that should probably include?[redacted horrible epiphany I should share and can’t bear to.]
Exercise is going to be complicated. I shouldn’t really raise my heart rate when I don’t need to. Walking. Stretching. Walking around the lazy river isn’t so heinous.
But I need to stop pushing my body on exercise. And that’s… an about face. I’ve worked so hard to get to my current fitness level. I’m in really good shape. I could go walk 8 miles and not flinch. I’m not in running shape and I haven’t been in a while… turns out that’s good anyway. I need to be super gentle on bike riding.
I need to stop causing my body stress. Even exciting stress.
This system is connected to everything. Digestion, sleep, pain, depression, anxiety… the whole system.
I could stop being in pain. It is theoretically possible. After 30 years of pain.
I need to try.