My hubby Joe has been home since Friday doing some DIY work. Because he has been spending so much time in the house he has been re-aquainted with the unpredictability of my day to day activities. He has dealt with my illnesses along with me since 2001, and has been there through everything. He understands that my energy level can change quickly. He understands that I cannot leave the house if my Crohn’s monsters are visiting. He understand that I might spend the morning sleeping, and then still need to rest in the afternoon. He understands that my pain levels can be minimal for days and then be doubled over with cramping and spasms with no warning. He knows that planning something doesn’t mean it will really happen.
Today I am totally exhausted. I changed the sheets on the bed and it knocked me out. I am pissed at my body today.