Monday, March 31, 2014

SSSSSSSSICK DAY :(



lessons learned.
Last night did not equal sleep. Instead, it was a stretch of hours spent tossing, turning and sweating. I phased out at one point for a few minutes, and awoke so soaked in sweat that for a moment, I honestly thought I'd wet the bed [I did not, haha.. ]

Needless to say, I was in no condition to go to work today. I couldn't even wrangle my head and vision into a place to drive Sydni to Mindi's until nearly noon. Even then, while the day itself was sunny and very tolerable to a normal person, I embarked to and from Milford dressed just shy of a blizzard. Oh, the joys of being sick.

On the lighter side of life, Sydni has hit the little-girl-landmark of giving herself a haircut for the first time. I couldn't help but laugh, because I see the pictures my mom has shown me of myself when I thought I had salon skills in the bag at age 4, too.
nice.
Fast forward to the rest of the day; I've literally done nothing of any real value, other than try to sleep and stay hydrated. I knew I needed to eat, but the very thought of food made me nauseous. Carrots and ginger ale is not a diet I would recommend, unless you're either pregnant or in my case, apparently intolerant to chai tea blends. Then, carrots and ginger ale sound like the best things ever, and you'll eat an entire bag of baby carrots and not have to feel bad about binge eating. I guess that's a good silver lining.

Poor Rob got home tonight, dinner supplies in hand, and took to the grill to make dinner for us. My body went ahead and slept right through that entire experience, including the eating part. Luckily for me, he is forgiving, and even set my plate up for tomorrow's lunch in the fridge. Double the brownie points for that guy.

Today, I'm counting my blessings for my otherwise resilient health; I'm not the person who chronically visits the doctor with head-to-toe ailments, so I'm grateful for that. It only means that when I do get sick, I'm useless.

Here's hoping that I won't be so useless tomorrow.
Sleep is a poor man's remedy; I'm about to be as frugal as this night will let me.

xo | cmd

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