Since we got home from Colorado last week, I can’t seem to find my energy. I’m starting to wonder if the airlines lost it in some luggage.
I suspect it has something to do with the adjustment to altitude in combination with my fibromyalgia and weight. I had a difficult time adjusting to the higher altitudes this trip (I’d never spent so much time above 5,000 feet before) and it wasn’t until the end of the 10-day vacation that I didn’t feel short-winded with my heart racing when I walked more than across a room. I attributed that to my overall lack of physical fitness – overweight and under-exercised. The fibromyalgia seemed to be exacerbated by the rapid changes in altitude as we drove up and down mountains (5,000 to between 12,000 & 14,000 feet and back) in a matter of hours. I thought that being back at home, where my body is used to living, I would feel better.
Unfortunately, that hasn’t been the case. I have been dragging since we got back. That isn’t to say I’ve taken to my bed or anything. But it has been a real effort to do whatever I’ve done. Sometimes my brain is working fine but my body feels like someone opened a tap and drained all the energy from my muscles. Other times the brain doesn’t feel any more energetic than the body. Or I can think but not concentrate. I feel like I need an IV infusion of caffeine!! The problem is that more than one cup of coffee with caffeine makes me feel sick to my stomach and “twitchy.” I already take Ritalin to keep me energized. I’m not sure what more I can do.
Actually, I do have a hunch – I need to get my feet (and I guess the rest of me) on the treadmill and get some regular exercise. I suspect that would actually increase my energy level – at least that’s what my intuition is telling me. The problem is that I can’t find the self-discipline and initiative to do it when I feel this way. So I’m really in a bind! I need to work out to increase my energy but I don’t have enough energy to get started working out. It’s taking forever, it seems, just to write this short post.
I do have to get out of the house again today – it’s flu shot day at the doctor’s office. God knows, with the energy I have lately, I certainly don’t need the flu added to my litany of woes. I don’t have to worry about getting there, because my husband will be driving. I don’t think I could drive today.
Maybe I should make myself a cup of coffee . . . do I even have any coffee with caffeine? Maybe – I’d have to look. But that would take effort and energy I don’t have today.
Maybe I’ll just grab the cat to cuddle and head back to bed. Maybe I’ll feel better when I wake up next time.