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A few Mondays ago I had settled in for a long winter's nap (really, a night of CNN and Vanderpump Rules).
The phone rang. It's my "sister from another mister". Our moms were life-long best friends.
"Turn on The Bachelor," she says.
I tune in just in time to see the ladies of this season sitting around the living room in our vacation house. They were sitting on the weird wood burl coffee table where my Cheez-it and Jelly Belly bowls reside for one hallowed week every summer.
Hilarious.
One of those girls sat in the bear poop chair. I saw it.
How 'bout that?!
2/05: That is the bold title I gave a post two days ago, when I thought I was winning this game. Then I went back to sleep.
2/06: Today it's more like "Flu, I'm yours. Do what you will."
2/07: Today it's more like "WTF, Flu? Don't you have anything better to do?"
2/11: Today I'm just going to lay very still and hope that health happens
No really. This flu is no joke. I've been down for 11 days. I left the nest for a few hours yesterday to give a presentation. Other than that I've been holed up in the house.
The only time I let this flu get to me was when the mama needed help and I couldn't give it to her. Her weekend caregiver gave us 4 days' notice, and my sibs have had to fill in because mom couldn't be by herself and I'm too sick to go over there. I'm so used to being able to fill in all the gaps myself. When I realized I needed help myself, I quoted one of my favorite Onion articles and cried.
Thank goodness for family.
I overdid it for the past few months and now I have mrguy's flu.
Texas, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year's Eve, mama's birthday weekend, family birthday for her 90th...
Coincidentally I started The Whole Life Challenge on the mama's birthday -- six weeks of fairly strict nutrition, hydration, exercise, sleep, mindfulness and reflection. Since that day I have not had wheat, sugar (except in my coffee), cheese (except a mistake over two days that I docked myself for).
On Tuesday night the mama's cough was super nasty. I slept over there (setting the alarm to wake me every hour and check on her). In the morning I arranged for a dr. visit and antibiotics. By the end of the day my own health crashed.
Oh. Well.
I have felt worse, but I am crossing my fingers that one more day in bed will be enough for me to be ready for work Monday. I have gotten off of my sofa-of-woe dutifully for the past two days to mount the stairs behind my house *very slowly* and do my Whole Life Challenge exercise. The only positive to this situation is that the antihistamines I'm taking are also a diuretic that is removing the bloat from WLC's required water intake.
Ah, health.
I had a flu shot. So did the mama.
