I have tried to write this down three times now. Each time my brain stalls and stops working. "Why?", you may ask. I'll try to tell you...once more.

I did too much. I went out 4 times today, and wrecked myself.

By the 3rd day I was falling asleep in a hospital waiting room, having severe sleepiness when outside, experiencing heavy sleepiness in public transport, had micro sleeps, and my nap would have gone on for hours if my partner hadn't taken an hour to help me wake up. By fourth I had opted to take buses both ways to hospital for my other appointment, and felt like crying from the second I opened my eyes.

One of those times I didn't even need to go out, but my brain got times wrong on Monday and started this downward spiral with a bang. (I am ok btw, these were scheduled things - I needed to get some paperwork proof of my health from a doctor, and met a disability aid technician who gave me braces for my carpal-tunnel issues)

In 4 days, doing of less stuff than what normal people do, my baseline has belly flopped and I have done work exactly 4 hours. I am not counting the moments I was staring at a screen and not understanding words anymore.

Top this all off, I slept like shit last night when the braces made me feel super hot and I had to take one off after tossing and turning in my standard-issue hand furnaces I try to wear so I can avoid the surgery option. (:

So this week I don't really have much "wisdom" to share. This comic is already a week late because I had doctor stuff then too and time just ran away from me..

But I finish with this. I wish I could convey to non-sleepies how precarious the blance of doing stuff is for us. How something "simple" can make the symptoms worse...and how much needs to be edited out so we can seem ok for a moment.

I will focus on the comic book for a while now, and come back soon with a new comic strip here. Take care, stay safe, mask up, all the good stuff. <3