Peaked is such a vague word
Sunday, August 30, 2009
I'm running a bit of a fever tonight. I've been feeling run down all day but chalked it up to post-vacation recovery, turns out I was wrong. I know, you're thinking, "Jess, wrong? Surely not!"
Among my mama's countless skills and natural abilities, she has laser vision for signs of "peakedness" and a built in thermometer in her neck. My hug this evening was both a gesture of affection and a diagnostic tool and she proclaimed me 'sick.' She's done this for as long as I can remember and never been wrong, so I suppose it was my absolute unwillingness to be ill that had me demanding a thermometer. Ever prepared, she hands it over and seems she was right (again). I'm running at 101.6. sigh. I suppose it's time to up the vitamins, fluids intake and sleep.
Like most people, I just don't have time to be sick or short on energy. The people who rely on me to cut their pay checks on time, my dogs and my kiddo are all completely unsympathetic to my feeling off. My dishes and laundry are much kinder and will gladly wait for me to feel better. In fact, when left alone the laundry and dishes thrive and grow exponentially.
It's probably best if I take a couple days off the exercise, but I'm a bit worried I'll lose the lovely momentum I've built up in the last month. If that happens, I suppose I'll find it again.