Okay.

This is getting to be old real quick.

I’ve been back at Mom’s house for not even 72 hours at this point.
I came in on Sunday.   Today is Tuesday.

Ever since then, I have been physically exhausted.
I’ve been going to sleep around 9 or 10, embarrassingly, and not waking up until 9 or 10 in the morning.    That’s roughly 12 hours — which is not like me at all.

Then, I have a tendency to want to take a nap around 4 or 5.

It’s just been two days and I’ve gone so bbbllllllaaaaahhhh it’s not even funny.

I was kind of like this in Florida.    It got to be where I’d take a nap for about an hour or two in mid-morning.  The brain just shut off.   Although I was aware I shouldn’t be tired, I just couldn’t stay awake.

Here, I’m doubling or tripling down I suppose.

Despite the guilt I feel about leaving, maybe there’s something wrong with me again.   All of my doctors are here.

I don’t think it’s thyroid, but maybe iron.
I haven’t had an iron infusion for about a year.

Ever since my iron levels bottomed out during the anorexia phase, I’ve had difficulty keeping iron in my body.

Sometimes, most of the time, it’s good but there have been situations when I’ve become anemic scary quick.   In just a matter of days.

Hopefully, that’s all this is.
A couple of half-an-hour infusions and I’ll be set for another year or two.

Maybe I’m letting myself relax more here because I know I don’t have to do as much adulting as I do in Florida.

If it’s iron, I’ll find out next week.
Blood draw on Tuesday.   Doctor on Thursday.

This is one of the reasons why I came back — doctors.