Very unwell this morning, with debilitating symptoms of pernicious anaemia, after eating breakfast my eyeballs were rolling with tiredness (postprandial hypotension) and woke with a feeling as though I sinking into the floor.
It’s slightly worrying because I am not supposed to be due for another B12 injection until December 2022. Maybe this is something to do with PTSD rather than an underlying blood disorder.
Tinnitus in my ears is deafening and has taken on additional tones recently. How is it that every time I attempt to settle in an area, at least for a while my mental and physical state of health plummets? I would make more of an effort to pick myself up but I am waiting to hear if I am going to be relocated later today. Outside is a sunny morning/afternoon, and the fair autumnal weather is luring me to out for a walk around Gala hill; I know if I push myself enough, hyper-arousal will release enough adrenalin to get me up there. So I dragged myself out of bed and stomped about the hillside taking pictures.
The construct of darkness, an exposure that manifests grievance of despair to eternally destroy us.
It’s slightly worrying because I am not supposed to be due for another B12 injection until December 2022. Maybe this is something to do with PTSD rather than an underlying blood disorder.
Tinnitus in my ears is deafening and has taken on additional tones recently. How is it that every time I attempt to settle in an area, at least for a while my mental and physical state of health plummets? I would make more of an effort to pick myself up but I am waiting to hear if I am going to be relocated later today. Outside is a sunny morning/afternoon, and the fair autumnal weather is luring me to out for a walk around Gala hill; I know if I push myself enough, hyper-arousal will release enough adrenalin to get me up there. So I dragged myself out of bed and stomped about the hillside taking pictures.
The construct of darkness, an exposure that manifests grievance of despair to eternally destroy us.
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