A Dream Like Mine

My son has friends over. They’ve split into two teams, are building with Legos, and in the end, I’m supposed to choose a winner.

Meanwhile, after a pretty good morning of feeling well, I’m having mild heart palpitations, keeping an eye on my heart rate with my pulse oximeter, and feeling icky. What is up with you, body? What. Is. Up?

I saw my doc this morning, reviewed various test results, and everything was remarkably normal. My heart rate was a nice normal 77 instead of the 100 that it’s floating around now. My A1c was back down below the target. My testosterone levels were up where they’re supposed to be. Thyroid, normal. I’ve been taking my beta blocker like a good patient. 

I am frustrated that there is no apparent reason for how I feel right now. And that I can go from feeling good and handling life and getting things done, to icky-ness and just wanting to curl up under a blanket and rest until this passes, with no apparent reason or cause I can point to.

Blah.