Well, I’ve had lots of time on my hands since the flu knocked me on my ass. In between napping at least twice a day (yes, twice a day), struggling to stay warm, and watching lots of Food TV, I’ve learned a few things…(and yes, this image is exactly how I’ve felt since Saturday night, complete with the sun mocking me out the window)
1 – I am not good at being sick. But we’ve pretty much established that already, right? But seriously, I am not good at slowing down. I sit here feeling guilty that I’ve not done a lick of work in two days and my husband has been waiting on me left and right. It’s just not my style. I like to be active. I like to be helpful. Hell, I truly like to wait on my husband (when he lets me!). Deep down, I”m a giver, what can I say?
2 – I *really* miss working out. Duh. Shocking, right? But here’s what I’ve learned – not that I miss working out (because that’s obvious), but that I miss the mind-body connection piece that a good sweat-fest gives me. It’s that “me” time I’m missing – where I’m one with my thoughts, I’m one with my body, I’m pushing myself to make changes. Sitting on the couch for days on end (and in complete misery while doing so)? It’s just not me. At all.
3 – I’m not used to not feeling hunger. Like legit – first time in eons that I haven’t had any cravings, any desire to eat anything. Tonight is the first night that the smell of dinner cooking is fairly appealing. That is just wrong in my book – I LOVE food. I love to celebrate its yummy goodness over a glass of wine with my husband on a Saturday night. I miss it. I miss the taste of food even more. Tastebuds, please come back soon!
4 – I have a ridiculously patient husband. You all know by now how much I adore my husband. But after being sick this week? I adore him that much more. He’s done whatever he can to make sure I’m comfortable, well-hydrated, well-medicated, well-rested and as worry-free that things around the house will get done, even if I’m not able to do them myself. In short, he’s been amazing and utterly patient with a wife that cannot stand to be sick and whines often about that very fact. I’d be very sick of me if I were him by now.
5 – I will never, ever, take for granted my good health again. Not that I did before, per se, but this flu has totally thrown me for a loop. I cannot remember the last time I was sidelined like this. It’s really caught me off guard. And it reminds me that I need to always remember to be thankful for good health – because it’s totally not something to take for granted. Ever. Good health and injury-free? Those are huge blessings! So next time I think about whining about getting a workout done? Remind me of this post (though, somehow I highly doubt I’ll be whining about working out anytime in the near future after this whole flu experience!).
Long story short – I miss being me.
So self? Please, pretty please, get better soon – I miss you so much!