Rune Rofke - Glenn Emery
Without being too optimistic, I guess I am ready to start over again -- at the bottom. I finally got fed up with driving and not receiving any real stimulation, so I volunteered to fundraise this month. I really wanted to challenge and I really went for it.
But after four days I was completely wasted. I mean, it took me two days to recover. Thursday I really pushed and I went way over my limit. Every cell of my body was screaming for oxygen. Still I kept going. No one gave. By the time pick up rolled around I was almost delirious. I could hardly speak. I broke down emotionally.
The next day I wasn't much better and I slept all day. Nor was I up to par on the next.
Today my mind was intact enough to get out to fundraise, but I didn't push, nor will I until I find out what is wrong with me and what I should do. It seems that as my body fatigues, it's not able to recover and something toxic builds up in my blood, robbing it of oxygen. That's what it seems like, but I haven't the faintest idea what to do.