Sometimes my POTS makes me SO mad!!!

Yesterday, I decided to clean out my pantry and go grocery shopping. This was something that hadn't been done in way too long, and not only was my pantry a mess but I was also running out of food. So, 2 hours and $200 later, I made it home. Hot, sweaty, and exhausted, I put my groceries away and crashed on the couch. I had planned to cook something wonderful, but no such luck, thanks to my prickly friend, POTS!

This morning when I woke up, it took everything I had to get out of bed. My head ached, my joints were screaming, and my body felt like it weighed a ton. I was so frustrated! Today was supposed to be a good day! Today was supposed to be a big day! I had an appointment to get my hair cut and highlighted, another something I haven't done in way too long. 

Now I don't know about y'all, but on days like today, I get mad. Mad at my POTS (for making me feel this way), mad at my body (for betraying me), mad at myself (for pushing too hard the day before), and mad at the world (just because I can). I had plans, but my POTS had other ideas. 

I knew with the way I was feeling, there was no way I could get dressed, drive into Houston, and sit in a salon chair for several hours. So, I cancelled my hair appointment and sat on my butt, pouting, for the remainder of the day. At least I was able to reschedule for next Friday, and I can guarantee you that I won't be grocery shopping or overdoing it in any way next Thursday. POTS made have ruined my day today, but I'm not giving up the fight to take back my pretty!