Daily Archives: April 2, 2007

Crash Diet.

It all started yesterday morning, I felt a little achy. I attributed it to too much swimming, so I shortened my swim by 10 laps. Seemed like the right thing to do, you know?

Then, around this time yesterday, we’d just finished having a late lunch at Tony’s parent’s house celebrating sister-in-law Marigold’s 29th birthday. Suddenly, I couldn’t keep my eyes open, I figured the company was just really boring, or maybe baby Huck was losing his cute or… something, so I went over and laid down on their couch and promptly fell asleep. For three hours.

We ran a couple errands on the way home and I was still so sleepy, but I attributed that to the post-nap grogginess I usually get.

By the time we got home, I was definitely not feeling well. But, I was also definitely in denial that I wasn’t feeling well. As I laid, exhausted, on the bed I’d just finished making, my mind lingered on the new toothbrush I’d just bought that was sitting on the table downstairs, the laundry that needed to be moved from the washing machine into the dryer and the fact that the toilet paper storage in the master bathroom was empty. Those three things were really bothering me. Even though I know my mind obsesses on things when I don’t feel well, since I was in denial, I went downstairs and took care of those chores.

Ten minutes later found me back upstairs, drowsing in the bed, even more exhausted and sore. My shoulders were tense and sore, even my toes were sore and everything in between was sore. And I was feeling quite nauseated. I pondered the possibility that my endometriosis might be returning until I took my temperature and realized that even though I felt cold, I was actually running a fever.

The flu?

A couple hours later anything that had been in me was expeditiously exiting through whichever way possible. I was so sad, all that good food… gone. And after that kind of night, I feel rather like a dishrag that’s been wrung dry. I took today off from work and have slept most of the day, eating the benign BRAT diet, trying to get my strength back.

Tony came home for lunch and expressed his sympathy that I’m not feeling up to par. The thing is, I’m just glad I’m not vomiting anymore. This is the recovery part where I sleep a lot and I really like sleeping!

A bumper sticker I saw the other day. Boy, do I relate!


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