I wake up, I eat, I read a little, I go back to sleep. I wake up, I eat, I read a little, watch a show with my wife, go back to sleep. I try not to eat more than 1500 calories because my activity level is so low I’ll get fat if I go above that.
What’s the end game here?
EDIT, FOR CLARITY:
I can’t work. I need to sleep like 14 hours a day. I’m exhausted all the time. I get fatigued after about 5 to 10 minutes worth of any labor, including things like going upstairs or loading a dishwasher. My hands shake all the time, to where I can almost not clip my own fingernails anymore.
I work a job for years and retired from it there’s plenty of money coming in. I just find myself in a place now where this chronic, undefined illness has taken over my life.
Is there a problem? I posted this before he clarified he couldn’t work. Going to work, or having a hobby is really the only thing you can do. He didn’t mention he was a retiree, so how was I supposed to know that his wife was already supported by retirement funds?
Even so - I know plenty of retirees who picked up a job while retired because they felt the same way as this guy did. You are too fucking soft.
Actually, it isn’t fair to you that I corrected after you had posted but there wasn’t much I could do about that. I had thought that since I posted it in chronic illness it would be apparent that I would be having difficulties that prevented me for working
I can see how you got the wrong end of the stick. sorry about the down votes.