Cabin Fever Sucks

This isn’t a positive, uplifting blog. This just sucks. Sometimes you just get wrapped up in your own world that you feel the walls closing in. Today is one of those days. I have cabin fever today and I can’t do anything about it. I sit in a room with a TV. My cats ignore me. The world around me continues. I would love to go out for a drive, a walk, a run. I can’t. My body won’t let me. The fatigue is killing me. It’s all I can do just to make it to the bathroom to pee. How can I do normal things? I feel like a burden at times. I try to do things on my own. It’s f’n hard. Some days I don’t let it affect me. Today is not one of those days. It is difficult today.

Tonight I made a cassoulet. It was good. It felt good to cook. I was somewhat creative with the dish.
Low points on WW. No carbs. We enjoyed it.

Cabin fever isn’t just boredom; it’s this weird agitated restlessness that can feed anxiety, sadness, and physical fatigue—which I am feeling hard today.

So how can I combat it? Any suggestions? I’m open to anything. I have some adult coloring books and colored pencils. I could do this tonight. I’ve watched movies, shows, news. There’s no Formula 1 this week. Maybe that’s part of it.

I am in my head today. Where else can I be? I take my meds. Sometimes the routine is just boring af. I feel it.

I just saw a commercial for a Peroni. I’d love one. It’s the only beer I used to enjoy. Well, I did like Guinness back in the day. I haven’t had a drink since well before the diagnosis. I was never really a drinker before, but I do enjoy a frosty Peroni.

Tomorrow I will have some tasks to combat the fever. I gotta make egg bites for the week. I’m gonna mix in some egg whites into it to see about a more healthy version.

Chip came in to sit and hang. It’s nice seeing your cat every once in a while. Thanks for hanging with me, Chippy. He can be such a fart face at times.

Thanks for stopping by
~Bruce