And so today, I’m walking in to work like a 90-year-old woman with a limp. I feel like I have a fever with a normal temperature. I’m on sensory overload. I don’t see things – they hit me in the face. My ears are on their last legs – the slightest noise is painful and the constant relentless noise of normal life around me is a cacophonous nightmare. My skin hurts. I may have been scalped last night – my scalp hurts. What’s up with that? Inside my head hurts too. My muscles are sore to the point of knotting up if I move wrong, and sometimes when I don’t move. My eyes are on a vacation from clear vision. I have to check the bottom of my feet to see if Legos have been taped to them. I have to remember to relax my shoulders or they creep up to cuddle with my ears. Neck and back are stiff and sore. I’m exhausted….
I had the best time this weekend. I’m not regretting it in the least. And I won’t regret it tomorrow either.