Coke

Today I'm really really tired. For those of you who don't know, this has been pretty common over the last couple of years. Recently I'd been feeling better so that's probably why this comes as a surprise to me this morning.
Of course, it could be because I violated some pretty big adrenal health rules yesterday: Coffee (even though it was decaf) and countless Hershey's kisses. Basically what happens when someone with sub-par functioning adrenal glands (me) takes in a bunch of stimulants (like sugar and caffeine) is that they get all revved up, then they take a nose dive (hence me being exhausted today). In normal people, this happens but your adrenal glands are healthy enough to make up for the nose dive. But mine aren't. So I'm crashing...still. And I'm sort of sick to begin with. So add some stimulants to a compromised immune system and what do you get? An intense desire to crawl back into bed.
So what am I doing now? Drinking a coke. I love fresh coke. Not the kind from a two-liter that has been sitting around for a couple of days. Something about drinking coke from a cold can is just so amazing. Why did I do it in light of all that stuff I just wrote? I don't know. I think I just want to feel better today. And I know that if that's all I have today its much less than what I had yesterday which means that tomorrow will be better than today. Does that make sense?

So today, I'm trying just to function on a task that has a lot of emotional stress attached to it. Its hard anyway, but when you add not feeling well to the pot...
The other day I was journaling and realized that I really was beginning to move out of being so wrapped up in how I'm doing physically. Today is really just one day. Tomorrow will be a new one.