Lately my day ends around 4 in the afteroon and I go to bed and go to sleep.  Sleep is hard but the
fatigue leaves with nothing but to lay my head down and let go.  If I sleep it means I am not in pain.
I realize the world is going by as I sleep through the days, but there isn't much I can do about it.  I just awoke from fourteen hours of sleep and the only reason I woke was the Crohns pain was too much and I gave in to get up and run to the restroom.  I am stiff and unable to move much in the morning so I immediately take a pain pill. I still need to get that cane.  My dog always watches me with a funny tilt of his head in the morning, probably wondering why I am struggling to walk.  I
realize my life is deteriorating. My husband mentioned that if I am in this shape before fifty he wonders what old age is going to bring me.  I have thought of this too.