I am fully aware that getting sick builds up antibodies that protect your body from getting that illness again, and enables your immune system to become stronger. But that's not where I am going with this.
I have been sick for a little over a week. Last week was nausea and the sweats, Sunday was pure exhaustion, and for the last few days I have had a sinus thing, I've lost my voice and feel just like complete crap.
But.....yesterday I felt that my brain at least was recovering. I, for some strange reason, had some wonderful new ideas for my yard. This is odd because there is a few feet of snow on the ground, its been there for weeks and it shows no signs of going away. But my brain had hope and was looking ahead to spring. The best news was that my brain had decided to step away from the sick fog and have some thoughts and ideas again.
It happened again this morning. Now I have already forgotten what those particular ideas were, but I have hope that they will come back to me. Yesterday I wrote down my ideas before I forgot them. Give me a break, I've been sick!
I think that when a person gets sick, along with the purging of all the snot (sorry, I know it's gross, but it's true and you know it), you also purge things in your brain that you don't need. Mine come out my nose, very handy! Maybe it's just me, but after I have been sick, I get to the point where I can feel the sickness lifting, and I feel fresher, more engaged, and a lot more positive about what is going on in my life. It really is like a cleanse.
Anyway, maybe it's just me. All I know is that I dread getting sick, I hate being sick, but at the end of it, I get really excited about not being sick, and think of all the things that I could be doing. I am still going to hermit myself in the house for at least today, maybe the rest of the week, just in case. But after that, I am sure I will have a to do list the length of my arm, and I will be really happy to get all those things done.
Who knows, maybe I'll have a mental breakthrough and decide what I want to be when I grow up too! (at the verge of 39, you'd think I'd know by now, but I don't)
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