Rough day with the meds

Today has been a rough day with the meds. I’m not sure why. Yesterday, I was exhausted — wiped out. I was tired all day long. I slept well the night before, so I thought it odd that I was so lethargic yesterday. Today, I’m having the same kind of day as yesterday, but I got even more sleep last night than I did the night before. I guess I could be dealing with a sleep deficit, but my stomach is really acidic today, too. I do take medication for acid reflux, but it seems to be taking a vacation today. Today was supposed to be a fasting day for me, but I wasn’t able to because of my medication issues. I did go to church and it was Fast and Testimony Sunday, so I bore my testimony, which I haven’t done in some time. That went well. I was sitting next to one of my best friends and that made my day better. I’m now waiting to do Tithing Settlement with the Bishop, and I’m early as usual. I really think I need to do some climbing after this, but I don’t know. I don’t usually do anything on Sunday that isn’t church-related, but I’m one of those people whose church could be the mountains, so we’ll see. It’s going to be the climbing gym, if anything, today because of the snow. I’m really feeling ill this afternoon still, but it’s early in the day, relatively speaking. Well, maybe not, considering my sleep schedule. We’ll see…

Well, my talk with the Bishop went well, as I expected it would. He made some suggestions that I think will really help me. I went home after that, then went for a drive with my husband. Though short, it was relaxing. We got something to drink and then came back home. He’s working upstairs now. I’m not sure what he’s doing, but I don’t think I want to know, either. It sounds like heavy lifting to me, and I’m just going to stay out of the way, haha!

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