Mid-afternoon, you get a sudden slump where you feel even worse. Your eyes are now heavier than ever, your blood pressure speeds up or slows down (could be either) and things like backache and headaches set in. They’ll stay with you all day.
After what feels like a 20-hour day, you make your way home, barely even standing anymore. Your body is punishing you without any reason. Yesterday was a normal day. You didn’t overexert yourself and you haven’t done anything to deserve this struggle today.
You get through the front door and collapse on the sofa, just a few feet away from the door. You sleep for a couple hours, before waking up and seeing it’s about 8 p.m., so you make your way to bed and sleep for another 10-11 hours, maybe even more. If you’re lucky, you manage to get some food and drink. The fatigue can make you feel sick, though.
You might sleep through the night, or, despite feeling like you’ve ran a marathon, you might toss and turn, unable to sleep, knowing how awful you’re going to feel the next morning. You’re in despair and can’t bear to think about the next day. Your alarm goes off at 7 a.m. for work. You get up feeling more tired than when you went to bed the night before.