So I overdid it (again) the last few days. Took my son swimming on Wednesday (his day off from college) and went riding yesterday (first time I've done an hour since before summer). Today I lay in bed. I got up to do some things earlier and ended up on my knees trying to sort out the washing. Took my temp and it had risen to 39.1C. Been lying down a while again now and it's back to 36.6C, which is close to normal for me. *sigh* Ache a fair bit, paracetamol is pointless for the pain. Even typing is causing pain today. Lol, I really should know better than to do things two days in a row but I still do it!
Why do we constantly push ourselves? I know why I do....because I'm afraid if I stop for too long, I'll never start again. I'm still finding myself fighting this so so hard....still not winning damnit. I said to my mother yesterday that I would rather die than give up riding (riding and horses are a real passion of mine and it was my career, but is now the one thing that pushes this illness the hardest ). Sounded terrible and selfish even then but I meant it. I just want my life back.
Edit @ 3.35pm: Just took my temp again after getting hot and sweaty doing some hoovering and my temp was down this time. 35.8C. This temp issue is really wierd and the gp was no help with it either. Never seen anything like it etc so ignored. *sigh and sigh again* My hands are sooo hot!