The day after Christmas I knew I was getting sick. Well, I had been sick. A cold. But it was turning ugly. But I ignored it. I pressed on through my "vacation." I had clean up projects to do (and DEREK WAS HERE TO HELP! Can't pass that up!), decorations to take down, a spa day, important stuff. No time to pay attention to the fact that I was getting some ugly bronchial symptoms. Until finally on New Year's day I had a meltdown at church. I felt like I couldn't breathe. I left church early and went to the walk in clinic. And, yes, bronchitis. I haven't had it for quite a long time. But when I get it, it is ugly. It is exhausting and yucky. The doctor at the walk-in gave me the whole kitchen sink. Prednisone. An inhaler. And a cough medicine with a controlled substance in it. Also advice to buy a daytime cough med.
It has been a long week. I felt "better" enough to continue to do everything I needed to. But mostly I dragged through the week. Today was stake conference so I had fewer obligations which was nice.
Anyway, I'm just saying, that this was not the entrance to 2017 I wanted. Restart. Do over. I'm going to spend this week healing, then next weekend in Vegas celebrating my birthday with some very special friends and sisters. Then, I'll start 2017 again. For real.
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