having high function autism with a dash of aspergers is tough, especially when you are ill. you demand that your body keep doing what it is supposed to, like a good soldier, yet it won't. so then you believe that you've done something wrong and that you are a bad person. there is no explanation as to why you feel this way, yet there it is. learning that the emotion is valid without giving credence to the emotions demands is a hard lesson.
i lost my voice late night on thursday and am now only able to speak, albeit at very low levels. i was forced to leave work early, and that was something that i hated doing. the terrible news is that we were actually filming a video that day, so i was of no use. i could have done a couple of other things, but there was a tremendous ache in my chest and i had a higher than normal temperature... i called it, and took the day off around eleven in the morning.
i hate illness. i really do... and yet while there is something wrong with my body, i need to not take it personally as a judgement against me from God, and just realize that, hey, shit happens sometimes and that i should just go get some more sleep.
i lost my voice late night on thursday and am now only able to speak, albeit at very low levels. i was forced to leave work early, and that was something that i hated doing. the terrible news is that we were actually filming a video that day, so i was of no use. i could have done a couple of other things, but there was a tremendous ache in my chest and i had a higher than normal temperature... i called it, and took the day off around eleven in the morning.
i hate illness. i really do... and yet while there is something wrong with my body, i need to not take it personally as a judgement against me from God, and just realize that, hey, shit happens sometimes and that i should just go get some more sleep.
