I said these five words to my husband the other day.
I have been thinking. I only remember saying these five words two other times in my life.
One when I was in labour with my son.
The other when I was camping with my Grade Six class.
I said I couldn't. But I did. I did deliver my son, albeit with some medical intervention.
I did finish the camping trip with my class, and went on to continue with that class until they graduated two years later.
But this this?
I really can't do it anymore.
I have had a headache on and off for over a week, but today it is very very bad. And the headache isn't even the this I am dealing with.
I can't make decisions.
I can't not make decisions.
I just wish I was on a little island, lying in the sun, swimming in the salt water.
This headache is so bad the side of my face feels numb.
That can't be good.
Two days later and still the headache.
Maybe if it goes away I can deal with this.
Maybe this is why I have a headache.
Chicken or Egg?
Doesn't really matter.
I am not giving up.
I can do this.