So my hubby came home with the flu on Monday evening. About half the people at his work were vomiting and also had to go home. If you know that I have a chronic illness, then you know where this is going. Yes, I have it, too.
Last night I would wake up every two to three hours and cough my lungs up. I would wipe the goo from my mouth, tried not to vomit, and fall asleep. Also I have been having some foot problems as well. It feels like someone is repeatedly stabbing the ball of my right foot with a huge knife. Yes, I have to get all my problems at once– I just wouldn’t be me if my problems weren’t spread out throughout the year.
And so it goes.
I do know that I do get these severe problems with illness. If those around me get sick, I am pretty much going to get sick too. That’s what happens when you have a lowered immune system.
So my goals were set in routines and subroutines. When I get my foot and lungs (sounds like a serious disease –foot and mouth) then I start my daily routine and writing routine again. So at this time I am not exercising and I am not writing fiction. Because fiction uses the same part of the brain that gets stomped on when I take cold medicine.
Hopefully I’ll be back in fighting shape again on Monday. Have a great weekend folks.