Oh I don't have energetic days. My schedule is completely messed up. It's 5:40 am Sunday now, and I'm up to do some gardening. Only to probably have 3 naps like I did yesterday. Not because I want to. Because that's what my body tells me. It's turmoil. I woke up terrified yet again, and I get to do some necessary gardening. This is what my life has come to. I'm not looking for disability. I've worked my whole life to achieve something rational, and it feels like I'm being laughed at.