Today's big booboo was that I left an entire month off a preaching roster I wrote for the church I work at.
I'm also getting clumsy again. (The clumsies just seem to be a part of lupus for me.)
And fatigue is showing up - I'm noticing an increasing mess growing all around me. I could imagine some current affairs show coming through my house to show what a terrible tenant I am, living in chaos and mess. But somehow I can't manage the physical energy or the intellectual capacity to get the basics of survival done.
The problem with lupus flares is that there's no way to just get over them or get control of them. It's a matter of riding it out, and hoping and waiting for things to get better.
In the meantime, I'm off to the GP tomorrow, in hopes she can find me some "band-aid" treatment to help me get by.