Ever since I redundantly discovered gravity, I’ve been having weird things happen. From getting violently sick to throwing myself into the closet in my sleep. I’ve been tending to repeat stories. I’ve been tending to repeat stories (heehee). And the headache feels like a hangover that won’t go away. At least that is now a low-grade feeling now as long as I’m religious about the tylenol.

The most inconvenient of the side effects has been sleeping. I’ve discovered by trial and error that I need to stay as unstimulated as possible (within reason). Overstimulation makes my head hurt more, essentially wiping out my spoons.

I purposefully saved up my spoons to go visit with my Beastie Diane. I brought over gifts for her and her puppers. I also brought my laundry. I got the clothes in the washer, sat down on the couch to chat with Diane and engaged in lively conversation. I heard the washer sing after it was done. I put the clothes in the dryer.

I returned to my seat on the couch, popped up the feet and shared more conversation. She likes to watch true crime shows and comedies. Today was a marathon of murders. The victim was white. I blinked my eyes and the victim was black. I had fallen asleep for over an hour. She was able to take a shower, clean her bunny room, and take care of other chores she had.

Dudes, I was so embarrassed. It’s just not something I expected. I have been falling asleep more frequently and for longer periods, but I’d purposefully prepared. It wasn’t enough. She thought it was amusing so she didn’t wake me. I still snore though but she said it wasn’t as loud as it used to be. I guess that’s a plus.

I need to grant myself grace. I didn’t have a light head injury. I broke four bones in my face. My brain rattled around in my skull pretty good which is probably where the headaches are coming from. It’s hard to discover limitations that weren’t there before. It’s difficult to accept that this is not something I have control over.

Abiding is all I can do. Laugh at the ridiculousness of my life while loving myself. Forgive myself for my tendency to repeat stories. (Buwahahaha!)

May peace be with you wherever you are or go. You are loved.