Reasons for good and bad days can make no logical sense


earthquakeWhy did I feel so icky today? Definitely on the worse scale of things. Like a truck hit me. I get tired of saying “shaky” when I’m realizing that there are different kinds of “shaky.”

My hearing was Wednesday. Today was Sunday. So I should have felt awful on Thursday, right? But no, my bad days were Friday and today (Sunday). No sense in it. Today is one of those days where I slept until after 3pm and I’m still wanting to go to bed right now. But other than losing most of the day, the rest of the day was good despite the anxiety and on and off stuttering and blankness of mind.

Note to self: I can do a blog post on the different types of shakiness. I’m sure you’re all super excited. You really should be.


About pickleclub1971

I'm a single mom of 2: a Southern CA native, who transplanted to Utah 4 years ago. I have one 18 year old who is off to the Ivy League, and one 14 year old who is in high school. I served an LDS Mission to Southern France and I’ve also lived in the San Francisco Bay Area, Idaho, Northern Arizona, and New Hampshire. I love 80’s music, classical music, choral music, playing the piano, singing, speaking what French I still remember, and talking about history and music with whomever will listen. I love that my kids are better at math than I was at their age. (But they still get frequent historical references from me…anyone familiar with Ducky from NCIS? He’s that kind of medical examiner, I’m that kind of mom.) My kids also think I know all the lyrics to all the songs from the 80’s, mainly because I’m good at making them up and faking it when I don’t know. Sometimes they catch me. I’m currently disabled with PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder). I want to get better (of course) and be an advocate for trauma survivors and others with mental illnesses. I like people in general. I suffer from the delusion that I can make everyone my friend, but of course that isn’t possible: but I still believe that the world can be a better place.

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