This past week in review is one that is unlike most.
Worked through a sore throat for several days and was tired, but still functioning.
Ate healthy, worked out and slept. That should it, or so I thought.
Then it hit. Achy all over, chills, so tired that I could hardly talk, walk or drink. Speaking of drinking, have you ever had a sore throat where it was difficult to drink, but eating was OK? Well, that's were I was.
The fever lasted three days and I slept more then I have in years! Hardly left the bed for 4 days and still not back to myself, but on the mend.
My adult children all did their parts to take care of me.
So I am grateful that this is all it is. A regular illness, with a regular time frame.
Results... I look like the Stay Puff Marshmallow woman. The puffiness in my face, with lines that look like the rows I hoe to plant seeds, in the garden. Seriously have aged 20 years while smushing my face into the pillow and fighting the germs in my body.
Fluids are pooled in weird spots under my skin and the bloodshot eyes add nothing.
So Monday morning finds me feeling well enough to hammer away on the keyboard. The most activity in days.
Unlike another Sparkfriend that kept up some kind of workout while sick, I did nothing.
Even the beautiful weather could not pry me out of bed, to even sit on the porch.
Feeling a slight sore throat again, but have more energy. Drinking mint water and green tea and hoping that being vertical will help that face issue.
The two pounds gone, are back, but I feel that they are all in my head. A temporary setback.
Ready to slowly get back in gear and put this one behind me.
I already feel like getting back into bed, but will stretch it out a bit and do some much needed stretching.
Thank you all for the well wishes and support, the goodies and kind words.
We all have things like this and it could be much worse, so with a smile and resolve, I will put one foot in front of the other and start another week.