Empathic Writing Journey

There are a lot of things I don't do well.  Some things I am remarkably bad at include: making a big fuss about what to eat, or where to eat; taking 6 steps to do something that can be done in 3; wasting time, effort and resources with dawdling or idleness. The above things cripple me -- like Superman's kryptonite -- and I recently learned why.  I, literally, don't have the energy to spare for that nonsense.I learned that I have half the ideal amount of hemoglobin, which is the part of the red blood cells that provide oxygen (energy!) to the body.  It is the gas that makes the car go, and my tank has perpetually been on half, never full.  I always knew I was anemic, but a recent hospitalization -- the first in my life -- taught me I've been dangerously anemic.Hence, my hard-wired tendency to want to conserve my energy for conversations and activities that matter.When something is limited (like my energy has been), it takes on a preciousness.  It is of value, and not to be squandered