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Stress.
Nausea, migraine, muscle cramps, fatigue, dizziness.
Can't be lack of sleep--I got lots of sleep. None last night, but again that was stress.
Stuff hurts. Again. The only comfort is this, and working on the novel. It takes my mind off the pain. That may seem strange and you may think it's not as bad since I can still type, but tell that to the parts that aren't my fingers. I have to stop constantly to attempt to claw my eyes out.
Stress and fear was last night, when someone we thought we knew began to self-destruct. I feel sorry for him, but there's nothing that can be done now. I just wish I weren't so empathic. I think I'm still in hell. The hour of sleep last night was full of nightmares.
Nausea, migraine, muscle cramps, fatigue, dizziness.
Can't be lack of sleep--I got lots of sleep. None last night, but again that was stress.
Stuff hurts. Again. The only comfort is this, and working on the novel. It takes my mind off the pain. That may seem strange and you may think it's not as bad since I can still type, but tell that to the parts that aren't my fingers. I have to stop constantly to attempt to claw my eyes out.
Stress and fear was last night, when someone we thought we knew began to self-destruct. I feel sorry for him, but there's nothing that can be done now. I just wish I weren't so empathic. I think I'm still in hell. The hour of sleep last night was full of nightmares.
