After two years on medical leave, I was nervous about returning to work in September, even part-time. It meant waking up at 5:50am, commuting over an hour, walking up and down five flights of stairs all day picking up and dropping off students, working with special needs kids who need a lot of attention, and then commuting an hour home.
So I was reminded how unpredictable chronic symptoms are this week, unfortunately while on vacation in Colombia.
I haven’t mentioned it much on here, but every month I deal with intense PMS symptoms (unbearable cramps, nausea, achiness, headaches, sweats, chills, and occasional vomiting and lightheadedness) for 2-5 days each month. I plan everything around this, including this trip, and I have always been able to do so with accuracy.
When I discovered I was an empath a couple of years ago, so many things made sense.
Like why I needed naps every day after middle school and high school, before I had health issues. Why I started crying hysterically on Valentine’s Day during my sophomore year of college but wasn’t consciously sad. Why I started crying the second I walked into a hospital waiting room.