"Are you pregnant?"
It's a running joke with my friends. Any time I come into work complaining of exhaustion or nausea or use my super sensitive olfactory senses to discriminate scents wafting throughout the newsroom (usually some sort of garlic/pasta concoction), my friends always ask the same pointed question: "Are you pregnant?"
One of these days, the answer is going to be yes.
Today, however, it's not. While I may eat like I'm expecting, I can assure you, I'm not...
I'm just rundown.
I don't know to what I can contribute this feeling, but lately it's as though the life is being sucked out of me. I barely have the energy to blink, never mind to get out of bed and be a productive member of society. Caffeine hasn't helped to combat it either; it just makes me more of a jittery, frazzled mess.
This may have something to do with the fact that I haven't been eating as healthy as I was pre-weeklong power outage. Perhaps this is some sort of iron (or vitamin/mineral) deficiency? Or maybe the processed sugar I've been eating has been making me feel ill?
Whatever it is, I hope it's something I can control.
Otherwise, I'll cross that thin pink line when I come to it...
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