You know the trip to the beach last week went very well. It was to great see MB’s brother and sister and their respective families. But I quickly learned that my ability to tolerate long days out walking about and sight-seeing are much more limited than they used to be.
Everyone arrived on Saturday, so Sunday was our first big excursion was to a botanical gardens and betting zoo. Tuesday (for me) was more resting than anything. Also, on Tuesday, several members went beach fishing. Wednesday, my sister-in-law’s husband went home and we most hung out at the resort pool. Thursday was exciting; we went shopping (yeah!) and then I ordered 1/2 bushel of local crabs (blue crabs to be sure). I lost tract of how many I ate, but suffice it to say that it was a lot. The weekend started to slow down; indeed I slept from 11a to 5p Friday afternoon.
I do not like not having the strength to do thinks that, but even today I am feeling rather run down. So it was a good visit with family, but my self-realization of my limitations just is further reminder about the progress of my disease.
Getting sick(er) sucks.