I’m coming off caffeine again, despite many attempts to come off of it before. Being off caffeine will be helpful for those nasty little seizures and, after reading up some on low blood sugar, I know it will help with that too.
So… my coffee this morning was de-caf.
And I feel like I’ve been run over by a piece of heavy machinery… many times.
I’m so sleepy that I can scarcely keep my eyes open. I feel draggy, like I’m pulling an eighteen-wheel truck behind me on both legs. I feel like I’m moving in slow motion, like today is creeping by me. All I want to do is go lie down.
And, I know it will get even worse.
My head hasn’t started the aching that I know will come from coming off a years-long caffeine addiction. I’m sure that will come around tomorrow sometime. And I dread it.
Actually, I think I’ve even blogged here before about coming off caffeine. So then, you can see what a hold it has on my life. It just keeps coming back again and again and again. Bad, I know. When I really think about it, I don’t want there to be something – besides food and air and yoga – that I simply cannot function without.
So, even though de-caf coffee isn’t nearly as good as regular, I’m going off of it again – this time hopefully for good.
Fingers crossed that I stick to it this time.
Fingers crossed that I come out alive.
I’m beginning to wonder.
Now, please excuse me while I fall out of my computer chair and onto the floor for a little nap.
Black as the devil, Hot as hell,
Pure as an angel, Sweet as love.
~Charles Maurice de Talleyrand-Perigord