100 degree fever. Cough. Runny nose. Headache. Sore throat. Blah. A week off from blogging.
I felt this disease coming on for the last week. It started with a tightness in my chest. I took allergy pills thinking allergy season had started. Oh wait, maybe it's a chest cold (never had one of those before). I ran through it last week, including 8 miles on Saturday morning.
Sunday night I broke out the heating pad. My logic was to warm up my chest and get this cold moving along. That didn't work.
On Monday, I rattled off my symptoms to the only other woman in our office (a wonderful mom of 5, who I figured could diagnose me). On her recommendation, after work, I bought Mucinex for the first time ever. That isht is expensive.
Within hours after taking it, I went from only pain in my chest to runny nose, headache and fever. Boom!
I gave up on Tuesday. You know the feeling, when you finally accept that you really are sick. Too sick to work, too sick to go out to lunch with your friend, too sick to get your hair colored, too sick to read a book. I considered starting Downton Abbey, but reconsidered, thinking the english accents would take too much effort. TV shows of choice when napping all day long? Double Divas, Dance Moms, The Chew, Hoarders, Biggest Loser.
Thank goodness A can drive herself to school (and practice and the after practice team dinner). As I told Julie, when I'm sick, I like to be left alone. Well, I wouldn't mind having someone around to fetch things for me, then leave me alone. S has been staying at the other house...smart guy.
I'm feeling better today. I worked from home. I appreciate Jess, Julie and Shelly's FB and emails of concern. A just whined at me wondering why I haven't blogged in awhile. Haha, people actually missed me. I feel so loved.
I hope to be able to run tomorrow.
Revised plan for a shortened week:
Thursday- 3 miles
Saturday- 4 miles
Sunday- 10 miles (or something that resembles a long run)