I don’t like being sick and having to slow down.
I may be a strong, independent woman, but my immune system is not aware of this fact. So every now & again I have to give in and go get antibiotics. I’m all over the natural and nutritional remedies, but sometimes they aren’t enough for my unique case.
I am a festering petri dish of cold and sinus germs at the moment.
And don’t forget unique.
Now that I have meds, give me about 24 hours, and I’ll be back to my usual Tigger-like self. I have actually taken long hardcore naps the last couple of days. I really don’t nap much anymore. I’m healthy enough I don’t need to. Yay.
So my lesson in patience continues. I’m thinking it’s a lifelong lesson. Decades at the very least.
God actually has been whispering to me on one of my patience issues. He says he’s got it, it’ll be fine, it’s gonna turn out like he said, I just need to wait. OK, fine. I’m not seeing it, but ok ...
I try to rely on him for when to speak and when to shut up and wait. Really I do. Those of you who know me well know how difficult it is for me to shut up. There are so many words flying around in my head that sometimes they just need to escape. Picture an insolent child stomping her foot and clenching her fists, though. And you wonder why I work out.
I think it’s time for more meds … and relaxation, whatever that is … and sleep …