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I AM. EXHAUSTED. And I really can’t say more than that! As a result my blog has been one of the things to suffer since I’m not posting as often, but at least I’m yet holding on, lol.
It’s kinda been one thing after another, not necessarily bad, just a bunch of stuff demanding my time, attention and energy. Last weekend I ignored a scratchy throat and kept with my promise to meet the girls in New Orleans for an impromptu dinner and night on the town. Mind you I’d just gotten over what I thought was a cold, one that kept me too icky to even kiss the squeeze I was under at the time of that visit. Thinking this was not too crazy wouldn’t have been so far fetched – thought maybe I’d aggravated allergies. Wrizzong.
By the time I’d gotten on the plane, met up with the girls, hit dinner and the streets my throat was on FIRE. I even tried one of those big green hurricane grenade slushy things but by the time I got back to the hotel I was drunk AND icky. I had to go to sleep a few hours earlier than the crew – who have since coined me the snooze due to my lame bailout and falling asleep in my clothes.
The next morning I got up, out and on the first flight back to Atlanta taking the first appointment my doc could give me on Monday. Work was so busy that I had to do it from home in between my doctor’s visit even though I felt like hell. I was on the brink of a new project, and stuck with the task of parenthood in spite of. Makes you wonder how much time I really did make for rest. I had no choice and no help so as you guessed it, had to keep it moving.
The Monday doc visit said that I had a sinus germ so I figured, ok, cool. She even said I could go back to work. By the morning I was still feeling illish but went in anyway since I was supposedly not contagious. Ran my routine the entire week only to find out yesterday that I’d had strep throat all along. Part of me was relieved because I knew what I had wasn’t just a sinus yuk and my suspicions had been confirmed. Luckily I’d started antibiotics on Monday.
The way this whole illness thing lingered on and turned to something else was a clear reminder that I’m not superwoman and I really gotta chill. I keep forgetting that I’m not 20 something and jumping from the gym to the car with sweat on my brow in the bit cold probably won’t work too well anymore…among other things.
This weekend I’m still, but just for a minute and to fully mend. I’ll be back 100 soon.
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