The body talks

I didn't think that I tried to do too much yesterday.  It seemen to be a 'regular' and 'getting better' day.  Maybe my body was just talking to me. Maybe it was just  time for my body to really rest.

Dorie took me to the Garden, and I came home with tomatoes and green beans and peppers.  I sorted and washed everything (slowly, taking my time) before I ate lunch, took my pills and then lay down for my usual nap.  I planned on sleeping for an hour or so, and then getting back to the vegetables, if I was able.  At 6:00pm I woke up.  I noticed that I felt pretty good, but my mind was confused.  I didn't know what day it was, what time it was, or even where I was located.  I must have 'gone' somewhere I haven't been for a long, long time.  For the next few hours I was drowsy, in and out of sleep, and went back to bed for the night at 8:30pm.

When it's said that we need to 'listen to our body', I guess I had a prime experience yesterday.  In a lot of cases, maybe we know what our body needs by just doing what it wants to do.  Then we can say "Oh... I must have needed that."