Trying to remember why I thought it would be a good idea to give up caffeine.
Something to do with the fact that it was eating my stomach lining and giving me an ulcer. Something completely random and unfounded. Meanwhile, two weeks after Black Friday—the day I spent in Urgent Care, giving a doctor access to parts of my body that nobody else has—my stomach seems perfectly happy.
But my energy level has plummeted. I thought I was low-energy before. Apparently I was mistaken.
Now it takes two naps to get me through a “normal” day, and simple things like buying groceries or doing laundry suddenly feel Herculean. I think I deserve a Pulitzer for washing the kitchen floor, a Hugo for vacuuming.
And you best believe, I’m expecting an Eisner for scrubbing that toilet.