Where I've spent my afternoon... in the middle of my bed, out cold, surrounded by all my stuff..
If you know me well you know I don't do sick well... at all... Given that in nearly 17 years I can count the number of times I've been really ill on one hand (besides operations...) I think you know why I don't do it well.
I also don't listen. Yes I know this.. no need to repeat... ... I'm told to rest... no time for rest. As I've always said "I will sleep when I'm dead!"....
I'm a mom, wife, friend, employee, contributing citizen... can someone tell me where to find the time to rest.... I'll gladly take it at this point... after nearly 4 weeks of feeling grim I think even I've had enough. I'm starting to realise I don't need to be a hero.
So I'm on super strength anti-biotics (with the threat of hospital over my head if I don't come right) and I'm resting where I can. Yes I'm trying to fit rest in to my over-crowed schedule ;-)
Truth be told if I had taken time out when I first got ill I wouldn't be in this position now. Serves me right I guess.
BUT I've discovered a few gems over the last 24 hours - to be shared in a future post.
Right now I'm taking my over-sized tablet, having dinner, bath and getting back into my sick bed.... for more rest... sigh..