One of the great things about living with someone who cares about you but has an outside perspective is that they have candid talks with you about how tired you are all the time. My blood sugar has been great. My sleep apnea is well-treated. I don't feel overwhelmed or retreat to bed due to my psychology anymore. I blame work, or lack of caffeine, or arthritis pain, but the fact is I'm getting good sleep and barely have any energy. I think it's time to call my doctor, just to be sure. And on that note, I'm headed for bed.
Born, like other comic book characters, out of an otherwise trivial but life-changing animal bite, the Rabid Librarian seeks out strange, useless facts, raves about real and perceived injustices, and seeks to meet her greatest challenge of all--her own life.
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Monday, February 05, 2018
*yawn*
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