I don’t even know where last week went.
Yes, I do. I spent it sleeping, for the most part.
I don’t remember the last time I slept so much in my life.
I felt like I was hit by a truck with this cold. I’d go into work and suddenly become woozy. Then I went home. It happened every day last week.
Then the uncontrollable cough hit. Bronchitis? Perhaps.
Then the aches, the weakness, the hot and cold factor. The flu? Maybe.
I drank my fluids.
I slept. A lot.
I thought that after taking a four hour nap in the afternoon, I would have trouble going to bed and sleeping through the night.
I’m feeling much better now.
I have a feeling that nasty cough is going to stick with me for a while.
But as long as I continue to drink my fluids and get my sleep, I’ll make it through.
I’m not as productive as I would be if my health was 100%.
But I am alive and I have that to be grateful for today.
Besides, snuggles with my little Sophie Jean have increased.
And who can complain about that?
Cheers to your health!