Did you know that when you’re sick with one thing it can turn into being sick with another thing? Who’d have thought?
I went to the doctor yesterday since after about 10 days of battling what I thought was the flu I contracted from Precious Child #2 wasn’t getting any better. My throat still felt like it was being scratched by razor blades, a hacking cough that alarms the germophobes on BART, and just walking up the stairs made me want to nap. Turns out I have bronchitis, because why not. So I’m taking a few more days to recuperate.
And you know what? Despite feeling a little-stir crazy since I haven’t worked out in over 2 weeks, I kinda like the invalid life. Lots of tea, cranking the heater with abandon, and working from my cozy couch in my most lounge-y of lounge wear is a lifestyle that suits me. I love having a legit excuse to bail on plans – “Oh, I have an infectious disease, so sorry, let’s rain check!” – and thanks to Zoom meetings I can still stay caught up with work.
Turns out I make a really good hermit.
And I know how I’ve talked about it before, how I know it’s not really good for me to be isolated, that I need to get out and make sure I’m connecting with my people on a regular basis. But I have been absolutely flooring it this year, so inspired and motivated to Do All the Things and Go All the Places. I’ve had a delightful time, but I’m thinking that getting sick is my body’s way of letting me know that I’m once again taking on too much and ignoring my basic self-care needs.
Life has seasons, and it’s okay to surrender to what the reality is at the moment. Despite my big dreams and ever-growing “To-Do” pile, I’m allowing myself to take a break and narrow my focus to the current necessities in front of me – sleep, keeping up with work, and caring for my kiddos. Everything else can wait.
Is anything causing you to stop and pause lately?
Go make it a great day!