One of the really annoying things about living with lupus is the time it takes to recover from good things.
It's one thing to have to spend time recovering from being sick, but having to spend days or even weeks recovering from having done something nice is just annoying.
My daughter's wedding was Saturday, and yes, I did do a fair bit in the week leading up to it.
For days now, I've been tired, sore, brain fogged, depressed, and clumsy. It's just how it goes. I used up more energy than I actually had available and now I have to pay for it. Yesterday, it wasn't until my son asked the usual late-afternoon question "what's for dinner?" that I realised I had forgotten to eat all day.
At least I remembered to eat breakfast today, and I don't feel particularly depressed, just a bit overwhelmed at the things I need to catch up on.
I'll actually start doing things today, in between naps. I need to start slowly, to "potter around", just doing little bits here and there and resting in between.