What, me worry?
Note: this post was conceived and executed (don’t you wish) in the presence of two dozen kids practicing martial arts to the maddeningly loud beat of the Black Eyed Peas. Stop reading if you’re not feeling really patient. It’s part of an ongoing series of posts I call “too cute cubed.”
Imagine someone who’s lazy by nature. If you’re picturing me, consider yourself slapped. If this imaginary person looked like they were tired all the time, how would you know if there was something physically wrong with them? I’d like to think something would stand out between garden variety sloth and slipping into a coma. Sometimes an “ah-ha!” moment can be quite comforting, especially if medical mysteries aren’t your thing, and particularly if you don’t daydream about Hugh Laurie making a house call.
Or maybe you do find Hugh dreamy and I should stop typing before I hurt someone.
I’ve always pictured myself the lazy sort, but my energy level has been getting bad even for me. You can take a virtual slap back, right? I’ve been trying to eat better the last few months and I haven’t lost much weight so I don’t think it’s a matter of malnutrition. I’ve been faithful to my bicycle so I don’t think my problem is a lack of activity. My oncologist tells me I look good every six weeks, so it doesn’t look like my blood is staging another coup. I’m pretty sure he’s talking about my blood work… although, it wouldn’t be the first time someone found me fetching. (It’d be the second.) Then again, I’m paying him a lot of money. Maybe the flattery is just part of doing good business.
We now rejoin our post, already in progress…. I’ve had a few run-ins with insomnia, but for the most part I’m getting in a solid seven hours of sleep, so I don’t think that’s the problem. I’ve spoken to a specialist about sleep apnea and learned that probably wasn’t the culprit. I don’t suffer from a lot of job related stress so we can check that off the list.
So what does that leave? Chalking it up to being lazy is pretty comforting considering the alternatives – real or imagined. I’ve got a bookmark for WebMD* and I know how to use it, so I can dream up a lot of ’em.
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