The Heat Is On

My beloved South is now a steaming, humid bed of heat. I grew up with these summers, running barefoot without air conditioning. I loved the heat. My diseases do not. The chronic nausea goes into dry heaves every time it hits the heat. The Irritable Bowel reacts with bloating. I wake up with a flat stomach. By mid afternoon I am pregnant with an elephant. The fatigue is overwhelming. Getting out of bed is an Olympic event. The Restless Leg Syndrome does the Riverdance in bed every night. The Fibromyalgia wants to flare up so bad. It hits me with pain every where. My hands ache and cramp. All my toes are cold and numb with shooting pains up my legs. Acupuncture is helping. You have not lived until you have had acupuncture needles between your fingers and toes. Air conditioning is a blessing. Tai Chi helps although I am the worst one in the class. Carrying the elephant around makes it hard to balance and find chi. I take the class at a Senior Citizen's Center. I thought I would be the best. I started at the front. I am now firmly in the back. During this heat if I am rude and bitchy, please choose from the above diseases for explanation. Or better yet blame it on the elephant I don't plan on delivering.