Around October 3rd, as the Red Wings’ centennial season began, I got sick, and had to step away from the blog.
The problem has been that I never really got better. I’ve been battling through severe fatigue ever since.
I can take care of Aunt Annie, but in between our mostly scheduled caregiving times, I need to rest. And I can do “Tweetcaps” of games and be active on “X” during games, but I have to take entire days “off” (as much as a caregiver can rest and recover) when the Red Wings aren’t playing games.
I’ve had blood tests done. I’ve had a colonoscopy. The only real answers I’ve gotten are that my iron levels are far too low, and, from a particularly ignorant doctor, that maybe I’m taking too many antidepressants (which is bullshit).
I’ve dealt with some episodes of severe depression because of this situation. I’ve battled through anxiety. My bipolar 2 doesn’t help the situation as it has very intense “middles” and deep “downs.”
But this is mostly physical, and it’s been horrible.
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