Unexpected guest
We had an unexpected guest come to our house on Thursday, to stay for two days. It wasn’t a vacation-type visit, and it was very last-minute (we had less than 12 hours notice), and wow, has the experience thrown my body for a loop. I tried to be very calm about having company, and while I did a bit of extra cleaning, I didn’t scrub the house and vacuum everything or go overboard—I tried to just keep my routine fairly normal. Still, the mere presence of someone else in the house (even though the person wasn’t demanding) has left me wiped out. I’ve been sleeping constantly, my body feels like it’s been hit by a truck, and I only felt comfortable today after I took a heavy dose of pain medication to ease all the throbbing in my body. It’s like I’ve been on a 48 hour adrenaline rush and now I’ve crashed. I used to just let stress roll off my back, for lack of a better description, but now it seems to dig in and knock me around. “Regular” people don’t understand it, but it’s a reminder of why I hate having visitors. I’m not anti-social, but any variation from my normal routine has consequences that I have trouble explaining.
I can relate to everything you said. I have to say I have become anti-social just to preserve my routine and my energy. I really don’t like visitors and have gotten very good at dodging my neighbors.
I hope you are feeling a bit better by now.
Deb
Posted by Deb on 09/12 at 07:06 AM
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