I think I need to rediscover mine.
Drawing back, hiding, needing comfort food is not a regular thing for me.
As I dig down to what the root of the issue might be, I’m grateful for reminders, good messages, and the encouragement of friends.
Have a great week everyone!
When I clocked how much time was stolen online, outside of work. I realized the problem is with me.
I have to free myself from some of this.
A clingy cough, fever and chills won’t budge with the codeine cough medicine prescribed last week.
The 48 hour virus has outlived itself three times. I’ve fired my doctor.
Now I’ve brought out the big guns to banish this woeful condition.
It’s quite effective. I have to say.
My ears stopped hurting, my nose cleared, my cough calmed down….and I’m entirely relaxed, or just exhausted from coughing for the last 5 nights.
Today I’m grateful to be on the mend, and for the Rye whiskey I found buried deep in the cabinet above the refrigerator.
I don’t care for hard liquor. So instead of plain water, I made some chamomile tea, and added some extra lemon.
Breathing seems like such a simple thing, until a virus grabs you by the lungs.
Then moving, or trying to breath too deep causes coughing fits. Cough syrup makes you dizzy.
Laying still is the only option.
It’s a good thing that there is a Star Wars Marathon on TV. I can be still for Star Wars.
One box of Kleenex down, got two more left. Tomorrow will be better. Tomorrow needs to be better.
My dear husband, God love him, sees a cardiologist on a regular basis. I love his Doctor. He is a chop-buster, and will yell at my husband if things don’t look good. But that’s what my husband wanted in a Cardiologist, someone who would hold him accountable.
So this week, my husband is in for his check up. In check up chat, Dr. J asks my husband how long my husband and I have been married. Somehow in the comments following the question, Dr. J sent a prescription home with me in mind. That must have been some chop-busting chat!
He’s not just a Heart Doctor, he’s a Love Doctor😍😘❤️❤️❤️.
He can hold my man’s feet to the fire any time he wants.
The fun part was, my man was all for it. We had a good laugh, and made some plans to go on a date.
If you aren’t taking care of yourself, who is?
Being busy isn’t a badge of honor. Being too busy to develop your own gifts, talents, skill, or even your own peace doesn’t help anyone, and harms you.
What have you done to take care of yourself this week?
Doctors. One says yes to Hormone replacement. The other says no.
The No doctor says to me: “do you shave your feet?”
Me: ” I rarely have to shave my legs. Why?”
No Doc: “when was the last time you shaved your legs?”
Me: “4 or 5 days?”
No Doc takes my arm: “you don’t have hair on your arms either. Your eyebrows are thin, and your hairline is receding. No more hormones.”
Me: “I’ve always been smooth, Doctor.”
No Doc: “That’s why you are going in for an Ultrasound on your thyroid, and I’m getting 8 vials of blood.”
Me: ” if I grow a mustache because of this, you are in trouble!”
I guess I’d rather be Cranky, Weepy, and Bitchy than Bald.
I learned about these too late! Who knew that the fabulous minds of today came up with a product that would save the body of the dreaded Red Nose of Suffering!
Two boxes of Kleenex can do a number on the schnozzola. But I’m on the mend.
Today I woke up feeling better, had an appetite, and a little energy. Gone were the shivers, the sweats, and the Booger Fest.
Today I’m grateful for feeling better, good sleep, and a good movie to watch over and over and one more time just because.
I’m not a sick person.
I rarely go to the doctor.
But I came back from Phoenix with a cold, Dammit.
So I got on the couch with my tea, blankie, and Kleenex.
My darling friends brought me Pho, spring rolls, dumplings, magazines, and more Kleenex.
My nose is red, my ears hurt and are ringing, and as I sit down to soup, I fall on my butt cause I’m so dizzy.
What do my friends do?
They laugh their butts off because it was so hilarious.
Too bad my cold medicine wasn’t the old fashion kind. But I’d really like to find some of this….
It would make falling down, so much more deserved.
To your health!
Photo credit: Lauren Conrad
I added Yoga to my exersize routine in mid-July. It’s an hour long Hatha Yoga class on Tuesdays and Thursday’s. So we focus on breathing. We ground a pose, find our breath, and hold the pose.
I had never focused on breathing before, and I have found it relaxing and enjoyable.
Something so simple. Breath in, breath out. Breath in 2,3,4…Breath out 2,3,4,5. Repeat.
In the quest to reinvent myself, I’ve started with the most basic necessities. My breathing.
One of the tricky parts of reinvention is the fact, it’s still me at the end of the day. It will always be me.
So, breathing is underway. Thinking is underway. Training my body with exersize, and training my mind with casting down negativity, and doubt and focusing on positivity, strength, and learning new things.
I breath in the beauty of my future. I breath out the creativity and strength to create and embrace it.