I woke early this morning, about 4.30am and couldn't get back to sleep. I lay in bed wondering whether to get up or just lie there doing nothing. I chose to lay. In the end I switched on my laptop and had a look to see if any of the blogs that I follow had been updated. Some had, so I read them and wrote comments where I felt I had something to say. Then I checked my emails. Three new ones to look at. Two were nothing much, but the third was from a blogger with whom I have regular contact outside of our blogs. I hadn't heard from her for a few days and I had guessed that she had probably been having a difficult time, and I was right.
Then I had a look at a couple of websites that I regularly visit. One of these was the BBC website; I had meant to watch the programme about Prince Charles at 60, but had missed it when broadcast so I decided to look at on BBC iPlayer. By the time I had watched the programme it was time to think about getting myself some breakfast and to take my morning medication. As a treat I cooked myself some bacon for a bacon sandwich, and then took my tablets. But I still did not feel as though I had any energy to face the day. In the end, I went back to bed and soon fell asleep, and it was from this sleep that I awoke not so long ago.
Though now awake and writing this post, I have no idea what I shall do for the rest of the day. I have no energy, no enthusiasm for the rest of the day ahead. I know that I should be doing some studying, but there is not a lot of point if I am unable to concentrate and know that I won't really understand anything that I read. On such days my note-taking is erratic to say the least, and it will be necessary for me to reread all the material again in order to ensure that I fully understand it.
So what will I do for the rest of the day? Anything that I can that does not require too much concentration. If I need to sleep then I will. If all I can do is to watch television or DVDs. then that is exactly what I will do. I shall write today off as one of those days when things go less than perfectly. One of those days that I have now and then, which can only be considered successful if I can get to the end of them without falling deeper into depression.
Today is far from perfect, but tomorrow may be a lot better, and that is the thought that I will cling to as I try to survive the rest of the hours that make up today.
1 comment:
I'm not going to patronise you with a bad attempt at advice for getting over a bad day, but I hope you feel better tomorrow :)
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