Somewhere along the line I decided that physical feelings are OK to talk about, but emotional ones, not so much. This is a probably a reaction (over-reaction?) to earlier days of over-dramatic responses to nearly every thing. Thinking back, I can't imagine why I got so upset over so many things in the past.
Anyway. I'm under a tremendous amount of pressure right now because I'm balancing teaching work and two grad school classes with managing the science fair at school. That's a freight train of some 300 projects to get set up (and judged...) and 160 papers and displays to grade. I'm trying to clear the decks of all grading before Wednesday, but I'm not sure that's going to happen.
I haven't been sleeping well at all, so I've been staying up late and then still have to get up early for work. Consequently, my physical feelings are terrible, too. It was uncharacteristically rainy and cold today, and I have that vague, all-over discomfort that often - but not always - accompanies this weather. Also, the first joint of my right middle finger has been viciously attacked by arthritis -- how weird it is, having that one joint so badly affected. It hurts!
Sleeping has been bad because I have so much to do, but it has also been bad because my right arm keeps falling asleep/going numb on me when I sleep on my side, which I like to do. I've been getting these weird tired muscle feelings in my biceps/triceps, too -- even if I haven't worked out. I believe this all has to do with the muscles in my neck and shoulder, particularly on the right side, as stretching seems to help.
On top of all that, DS1 just turned 18 and will be going to school in state, so there have been lots of discussions about that. I think he'll be fine, but I'm really going to miss him.
My favorite cafe/bookstore is closing in March.
And over all of this, the question of whatever is going on with my pituitary lingers. I've had my labs done already, but I don't see Dr. B until a week from Monday. At least science fair (if not science fair grading) will be over by then.
I made a list of what I'd like to - need to - get done this weekend and it's ridiculous. I'm going to take some ibuprofen and pray I'll be able to sleep soon.