I've been dozing off early lately, sometimes as early as 6PM. I sit in my armchair outside with mum after dinner, and in the past week I've started to drift off while sitting in my chair. The other night I was awoken four or five times, by my mum or brother leaning over me, asking;
"Are you alright?", "Are you okay?"
I'd reply "Yeah, I'm fine, just tired." and thought nothing of it, and eventually went to bed.
The next day, mum said to me that it was "scary" when I fall asleep sitting up, that I'm not well, and they were worried I, uh, wasn't just asleep. Since then I've been getting to bed ASAP once my eyes start to close, because I don't particularly want my family worrying I'm dead because I've fallen asleep sitting up. Creepy stuff.
For my birthday, my mum bought me a diamond & white gold necklace. I've been without a necklace for a year, so it's been nice to have one on again. She also got me a new leather wallet, and stretchers for my lobes; surgical steel as titanium wasn't in stock (I'd previously worn black plastic plugs).
Mum herself has a birthday coming up this Tuesday (yep, we're a week apart!), and I have plans to cook for her. I'll see how I go for energy, but I have plans for breakfast (French toast), a cake (chocolate-caramel), and hopefully a cheesecake (choc-mint). I'm going to prepare what I can in advance tomorrow, so hopefully things will come together smoothly.
I've been chickening out of my chest x-ray, and my blood test. I don't go out a lot, at all, and it feels like a big deal to go somewhere new and different. I know it sounds pathetic, but I've been putting it off all week. It'll have to wait until tomorrow now, but I have to get it done then. And to think my GP wanted to get me done as soon as I left her office, ugh, no.
This week I've got tests on Monday, the dietician on Tuesday, and the GP at some point, probably Wednesday. My calorie intake's still sitting around the 900-1,000 mark, so that's fine. I'm just hoping my weight doesn't start creeping up.