For Mother’s Day, all I wanted was labor (no pun intended), help to get the gardens cleaned up and planted. Matt took me shopping for the flowers, the kids provided the labor to do the planting. If we can keep the deer out of the backyard we will enjoy the produce and flowers all summer (we’ll see if the feather meal works). A month ago when I asked for the “gift”, I had no idea the garden wouldn’t have happened otherwise.
Just about the time we had planned to start this garden party, I was exhausted. Toast. Adrenal fatigue had reared its head again and when your adrenals are done, believed me, you’re done. There’s no pushing through it, so without the help of my sweet family, there would be no garden this year and no photos to share with you now.
It’s surprising I didn’t see it coming, I know the signs, the triggers, the subtle energy-suckers that can put a strain on my system. That’s the way it is though, one day you’re doing what you always do and the next day you don’t want to lift your arms to wash your hair. It’s crazy, or at least it can make you feel that way.
As I mentioned in earlier posts, we just concluded a fun-filled three months of celebrating—parties, weddings, graduations, Prom, birthdays, all good, fun, wonderful stuff, but one of the hardest lessons I’ve learned about dealing with adrenal issues is that even the good stuff adds up. In this case, it was the death of a friend’s son on the heels of everything else that tipped the scale.
Grief is a heavy load all on its own.
Oh yeah, and I hadn’t been taking my adrenal supplements for a few months because I ran out, figured I’d pick some up eventually. Ugh, dumb, I know. So there I was, waking up tired, feeling like I could barely lift my feet off the floor, the smallest task was such effort, then a cold sore emerges, and this dull head ache …
Wait, what was I going to say?
Yep, that’s the tell that it has slipped beyond tired to exhaustion, cognitive function takes a real dive as words just swim in your head when you try to form sentences. It’s the pits. Like living in slow motions while the world passes by. Unfortunately, reading is difficult too, so many of the blogs posts I usually read and comment on are still sitting [over 125 of them] in my inbox … waiting.
Oh, and there was a devastating hail storm last week that thankfully missed us, but just across town 4 feet of hail was standing in the streets—no kidding! Cars were buried, folks had to be rescued. It was crazy! The images are really still hard to believe. That certainly would not have been a party for my garden … or any plant in the yard … or my skylights. Scary!
Flash floods were part of the mess too, as you can see in this video from a local, less than 5 miles from our house where we only had light rain.
It’s been a slow climb, but I am finally feeling like normal activity can resume, the garden has been such a joy in the midst of it, I am so very grateful it survived the storms.
Emails to read.
Recipes to write.
A dog to walk.
Gardens to tend.
A family to feed.
It is all still there and I’m still here. Life resumes again and because others stepped-in where I couldn’t, it is even more beautiful.
Adrenal fatigue or adrenal insufficiency can be brought on by a number of stressful life events, in my case it was a physical and emotional trauma. A friend of mine found she needed temporary adrenal support after a car accident. Another friend went through two hospital stays after frequent collapsing and was released both times without any diagnosis. She was finally diagnosed and treated for adrenal insufficiency by a doctor who has helped her immensely. Unfortunately it is very common for adrenal issues to be overlooked or misdiagnosed. If you believe adrenal fatigue may be an issue for you or someone you know, visit adrenalfatigue.org for more information.