Care

I haven’t been properly taking care of myself and eating right recently.

I’m way tired by the time I get home from work in the afternoon and the last thing I want to do is make proper food. So I end up eating quick frozen meals, or canned soup, or just about anything I can get my hands on that is fast and low-effort.

And I think it’s finally catching up with me.

I got super, horribly ill at work this morning. Like, world-spinning dizzy, nauseous, sweating, lightheaded, can’t-even-begin-to-think-straight ill. And when the charge nurse is ill, everything falls apart.

Luckily it was toward the end of my shift and I had my favorite RCM up with me helping me cover the desk. She kept trying to get me to go home but I was like no, I am determined to stay. My blood pressure was through the roof for no discernible reason and it just completely destroyed me for about an hour and a half.

I’ve come to the conclusion that I just need to take better care of myself. So it’s detox time. Better food. More rest and less stress, or at least as much “less stress” as I can do as a natural body-clock Swing shift working Days.

When I got home today I discovered we had ripe avocados so I made a fantastic lettuce-and-turkey-and-avocado sandwich and it was like a gift from the Goddess, I can’t even describe how fantastic it was. I had a wrap for dinner with tomato and lettuce and onion and turkey and hummus, and drank a bunch of raspberry tea from my Cheshire Cat mug, and I feel so much better already.

Who takes care of those who care for everyone else? I can’t help anyone without first helping myself.

May you raise your eyes and never bow your head.

((Crossposted from Tumblr because this blog has been getting a total of no love recently))

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