Perpetual Ruminations

One Day, One Night, Repeat...

It's been a few days... five to be exact. My last entry was about one day at a time and I was able to reinforce that ideal over the last five, it really works. I had been suffering from a sinus infection and feeling pretty tough, but then five days ago, all hell broke loose and I wasn't so much feeling tough, I was feeling like a three-day-old road-kill in July. I slept a lot, but never more than a few hours at a time. I was hot and cold, shivering or sweating, and I just ached everywhere. I dozed more than slept since it was never sound, I had troubled dreams and crazy songs stuck in my head, and I had no sense of balance. I also had no energy, making lunch was like a ten-mile hike with a pack on.

Yesterday I was feeling a bit better, more like a fresh road-kill. I still ached, but not as bad. I had a bit of an appetite again and could accomplish easy tasks without feeling exhausted. I slept a bit better as well. The first half of the night sucked, tossing and sweating, but then I finally fell into a deeper sleep and woke this morning without lying in a pool of my own sweat. I also made it through the entire day without sweating like I was doing calisthenics in a sauna. I was easily tired by doing things, but not exhausted as I had been. In fact, we had purchased a portable kitchen island that came a few days ago and I was able to assemble it with the help of my wife. It took all day, and I was tired but we got it finished and I'm still up.

It was a very rough week, and if I had looked at the week before me, I would have been overwhelmed, but instead, I looked at the day I had and did what I needed to get through it. Then, it would be time for bed and I would focus on trying to sleep and have the best night possible. I took over-the-counter medications for the worst of the symptoms, I tried to eat healthy even though there was no appetite, and I did my best to keep things from spreading to the girls. That was my focus, knowing that in a day or two, or three, I would eventually feel better. Each day I completed was another day closer to that day.

Today was the day, I woke after sleeping soundly for about half the night, I had a bit of appetite, and I could do a few things without feeling like I was going to collapse from exhaustion. I wasn't sure if I wanted to tackle the island project, but my wife was up to it and did much of the work making it possible for me to see the project through to the end. It also made it more fun and gave us memories we can cherish over the years. I'm not over this yet, but I'm another day closer. I'm hoping I'll sleep better tonight, and I'll find out soon after I post this. Tomorrow? Well, we'll wait and see what the new day brings.