It
has been a week and I have been ill and it has been awful. It started last
weekend with a viral infection from hell; high fever, a streaming cold and a
hacking cough and a weakness so intense, it kept gnawing at my bones. All I was
capable of doing then was just lying in bed on my back and staring at the
ceiling and thinking…just thinking.
I
barely got over the viral and still had a cold when the stomach flu got me.
Which is odd, considering I haven’t eaten out in the longest time. So yesterday
afternoon was spent nursing an upset stomach, waves of nausea and bouts of
vomiting- which. just. wouldn't. stop. For this past week my bed side table has
been littered with strips of pills, Tiger Balm, vaporub, and inhalers and has
left me feeling rather meh!
I’m
better now, but all this illness has left me feeling completely drained and has
made me realize a few things, I otherwise wouldn't give much though to; of how
we take our good health for granted and here are the few little things I've been
missing in this past week of illness :
·
Not leaving the house
unless it’s to go to work.
·
No post work/late night coffee
with friends.
·
Not feeling hungry-
that intense “you body needs food” kind of hunger.
·
Not enjoying a meal,
like I usually do.
·
Not feeling like doing
ANYTHING (not even reading!), unless it involves lying in bed and staring at
the ceiling.
·
Having wild fantasies
of being able to breathe through my nose. All this breathing through my mouth
has turned my mouth into a stiff piece of cardboard.
·
Wanting to do nothing
but sleep, just sleep. With the lights off, the AC on, a light quilt on me and
my phone on silent.
This
is me right now and it’s awful and I want to get better, I really do.
This will be all from me for now; I really must get myself another glass of nimbu
pani. Sigh!
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