Since last Thursday, I’ve had the worst flu I can remember having. Saying I’m sick just doesn’t seem enough. It’s been a level of discomfort/pain/exhaustion I just didn’t know I could endure.
Just to write this, I’ve had to gather my energy for 2 hours. Before that, I went to get the mail. I went outside my front door, opened the box, brought the mail in and LEFT IT ON THE TABLE while I went to lay down. I can’t overstate how un-me that is. I always, always put my mail away immediately. Today, I just couldn’t.
I’m so frustrated by this. I can’t work, I can’t read, I can’t knit, I can’t clean my house, I can’t DO anything. I’ve been totally unproductive for 6 days. My poor husband is having to do so much more than his normal full load and I feel so guilty about it. (He’s been so great.)
I’m beyond frustrated, I’m bordering on despondent.
I have to think there’s a lesson I can learn from this. Something about being zen and calm and allowing myself to heal. All I can do is be cranky.
You all understand, I’m sure. So help me out.
How do you deal with things when you get sick? Do you struggle mentally as well as physically? Can you just relax and heal? How do you deal with just letting things go?