Just need to vent:
Been having a horrible time with CFS past 5 or 6 weeks. Tired, dizzy, no stamina, aches, sleep, etc. It's been a battle just to do the basics of laundry, managing my meds and do food shopping. Finally today after about 3 days of being house bound got out and walked the two blocks to the grocery store. Did the minimal of shopping, measuring out what do I really need and what can I carry.
I got to the check out line and reached for my wallet, always in my jeans back left pocket. Wasn't there. I did a quick slap of coat pockets and other jeans pockets. I had left my wallet at home. I returned stuff to the shelves and left. The only thing that stopped me from bursting out and crying on the way home is that fact that I live in Buffalo NY, it was 8:30 in the morning, and it was too cold to cry.