I'm in the business of misery
Please excuse me as I digress into that routine of ranting about my shortcomings and the general displeasure I have about my surroundings. Ho Ho.
My cholesterol is up again. Well, I'm not the least bit surprised with the lack of restraint I've been expressing this past year. I've also discovered why I'm always so lethargic and tired. I have Iron depletion. Meaning, its harder for the oxygen to bind to my haemoglobins and thus my heart needs to pump in more blood to get the oxygen to my cells.
Which would probably explain me feeling breathless most of the time. But I don't know if it correlates with me having difficulty breathing in the middle of the night. I haven't been sleeping properly this past week or two. I don't know if its my brain going to hyperdrive or my lungs not being able to retain enough air. I keep thinking about things that make me restless (no, it has nothing to do with boys and love, contrary to popular belief) and I keep taking deep breaths with my mouth open.
Or maybe I'm just imagining all of this. Like how I imagined my liver was vibrating and made me fear that it was ceasing to function. Yea, maybe I am off my rocker.
Oh well. I just had to put it out somehow. I think if I say it out loud, people would think its a way of getting attention. But I can't keep it inside. It bothers me too much. But I'm sure to most, it seems too trivial and annoying anyway. So at least by writing it here, people have a choice of reading it if they want to or not.
Sigh, its just one of those days where you'd rather just lie in bed at home then gallavant outside.
Labels: Emo, Rambling