two days off

I remember how wine used to have

A 6 hour window. 

6 hours later, I was awake. 

Listening to my heart beating 

Fast and loud. 

The new way. 

Work and rest. 

For some reason, 

I’m still not 100%. 

Walking is about to ramp up. 

I have a slight case of sciatica 

Probably form being in bed 5 days 

It’s 6 weeks to the day

Of my collapse and hospitalization. 

Sleep is a priority. 

Why do we cheer when 

People “get by” on 4 hours sleep? 

Wouldn’t we function better 

with more sleep? 

I say never again 

Then I do the same exact thing. 

I didn’t prep my lunch

Or have a back up plan 

And ended up ordering Uber Eats. 

$30 for a few bites of disappointment. 

I slept 14 hours after the garage sale

And I woke up late for work! 

Fried Brussels Sprouts 

With Ranch Dressing. 

Cheeseburger no bun. 

Hold my hubs please! 

Looks like it was dropped on its head. 

Not complaining. 

Just reaffirming- 

It’s better to wait and hope for better. 

Cardiac appointment tomorrow. 

No booze. No Advil. 

Walking every day. 

No carbs. No gluten. 

I have really calmed down, as well. 

I set better boundaries at work. 

I take zero shit from anyone! 

Also, my obsession with travel

Is back down to just desire. 

I guess maybe I was using 

The idea of travel 

to keep myself motivated. 

When it was really just exhausting 

Getting through the days.