this is in a lot of ways a vent post so i'm gonna drop it under a read more. i am just very frustrated and tired.
so the good news is i finally have a doctor appointment coming up which will hopefully get me Something, but at this point i feel pretty safe saying that it's likely CFS, given that i check literally every single box on the diagnostic criteria.
i've been bummed out all week about having to cancel something i was really looking forward to, the track night i was going to be driving in at Daytona, because with my whole Situation right now i don't feel like it would be safe for me to be in a track environment, even a low-stakes non-timed one. this sucks and is upsetting and disappointing and gives me one less thing to look forward to.
still doing what i can with work, which is hard as well. the long covid-esque parts of my Symptoms Salad (especially the respiratory + brain fog shit) are getting more annoying and more debilitating/limiting/whatever.
idk. it sucks and i'm not what sure what to do about it. despite becoming less capable, i still have the same responsibilities and very few things i can meaningfully take off my plate, which means things are mostly falling to the wayside. i ran three easy errands on thursday (cat food, pick up meds, get gas) and that was enough to leave me mostly bedridden yesterday. not good! i don't know how to adjust to new limitations! whoops!
i'll figure it out at some point, i will in time learn to live with this, but right now in the Introductory Period i'm having a really fucking bad time.
