I guess I'm starting to show my age. I haven't bounced back from this little episode of illness like I used to. Today I plan to throw caution to the wind and actually eat the noodles and chicken in the Campbell's soup I'll have. Brave huh?
It's making me nuts! I can't ride, I can't read and prepare Thursday's lecture, I can't sit at the wheel and throw pots, I can't do anything but lay here and be lethargic. It totally sucks.
I get a little better every day, but whatever this was it sure has made me appreciate how healthy I normally am.
It was inevitable though. I was just thinking a few weeks ago how lucky I'd been all winter, that through that horrible months-long ordeal that I hadn't even had the sniffles.
Then, of course, I went right out and overdid. I jumped on a horse, and started riding my bike, and spending time doing things to the car etc. Not thinking for a second that maybe I should pace myself. That this all might take a break-in period since I wasn't nearly this active for the last six months.
I also didn't consider that I am in constant contact with those germy urchins at the college who potentially bring to me, in three hours, the amount of exposure to germs that I normally have in a month. So, like I said...inevitable.
I find that I can concentrate a little more today. I have been able to get things pretty much caught up at work, so that alone made me feel a little better.
It's just pathetic that I am reduced to this...this...pile of rubble by a little virus.
Pathetic!
So much for aging gracefully.