In mythology, there is a fearsome creature called the Hydra. It’s your average, run-of-the-mill ugly monster, except for one tiny detail…
When the hero of the story successfully dominates the creature and cuts off its head, he is surprised to find that not one, but two, brand new heads grow back in the original’s place. Keep dicing off those heads, and two grow back in the place of each– multiplying until that monster is something completely different than its initial form.
I am currently dealing with a Health Hydra.
I cut off the head of poundy-pound heart rate, and instead of felling the beast, he’s grown 2 new heads. I tried to fix it, and cut off the 2 new heads, but ended up instead with 4…and so on.
Health Hydras are SO FLIPPIN ANNOYING OH MY GOSH I CAN’T STAND THEM SERIOUSLY WHY IS THIS HAPPENING.
So, you see, I’m going to take a tiny hiatus from blogging for the week to see if I can sort this out and regain control of my hydra. Because really, I don’t think anyone wants to read posts that are ALL IN CAPS FOR EMPHASIS ON HOW MUCH THIS IS MAKING ME CRANKY.
Thanks for understanding, Chronic readers!
This coming weekend is Valentine’s Day, and if I were feeling better, I’d be writing all about mushy-gushy love stuff this week. In absence of new material, please feel free to check out previous posts. I talk about what true love means to me here: https://iamchronicallywell.com/2014/08/29/true-love/
What does true love mean to you, Chronic readers? Share your thoughts in the Comments!