Every day, I would wake up in a haze. My head felt like it was a brick, like it weighed a ton.
After sleeping for 11 hours, I’d wake up tired and haul myself out of bed – I do mean haul literally as well. It was an EFFORT to wake up in the morning. I think it took me 30 minutes just be be able to open my eyes.
During the day, I would sit at my desk, a ton of work to do, but I’d just stare out of the window. 30 minutes would pass, and I would realise I’d just spent that long staring at things.
I was forgetting things. What I was doing, where I was walking to, what I was saying, where I left things. Read the rest of this post »