Originally posted on Facebook HERE
Beautiful day out there. Inside the house, I’m on day 11 of what I’m calling “the hostage situation” because this recent illness has kept me basically home on the couch for that long. It’s like some evil mastermind kidnapped me and keeps making me sick and weak with his stupid potion and in my weakened physical and mental state I’m powerless to defeat him. It’s not a great place to be. I’m so sick of doing nothing, where even little things seem like a big deal. Go to the bathroom?… seems pretty far away, that’ll take some effort. I’ll wait. Gotta be in the right mental state for an excursion like that. Today, I think I might finally be free of the mucus and phlegm release that has been taking place. It’s just ridiculous. Where does all that stuff come from? Two minutes after blowing my nose it’s all full up again. That seems to finally, today — day ELEVEN — be starting to go away. I’ve felt good enough to walk the dog a couple mornings now, and plan to again when I’m done writing. That’s a bit of progress. But, man — whatever this is — the illness isn’t just physical. There’s a total mental fog that goes with it. That’s also — finally today — starting to go away. I’ve been out of the office for two weeks now. I’m way behind there, and I have to get back to work on Tuesday no matter where I’m at physically. Tomorrow is a planned day off for me. But, do I feel good enough to do a yoga class, lift weights, or run yet?… not at all. Since last Sunday, I’ve lost almost nine pounds. But I am on the mend, and expect to be back to work this week, and it’s times like these that give me a real appreciation for being healthy. Just waking up without any of the crap we’ve been dealing with will feel so good once it returns. And, even though I think I’m pretty good at not taking my health for granted — I try to do something healthy every day. A workout, a walk, yoga, running — not to mention things like acupuncture and massages and chiropractic care as well — at least one thing beneficial to my health every day. I never want to feel like this again. Nobody outruns Father Time. Tick, tick, tick… time moves in a way you just don’t really realize how little of it you have until you have less time ahead than you’ve already lived. I look forward to getting better. I might not be as grumpy when I head in to see my yoga instructor or my fitness trainer for a while, because — staying healthy is important. I’m happy to be in a place physically that I can even work out at all at this point in my life. And getting back to it will feel really, really good. We must maintain our mental health, too — as much as possible. I have so many things going on it helps keep me sharp. I also read every day. I do crosswords. It’s hard to stay mentally sharp when our bodies are hurting. And some day, the physical house that holds my mind and soul will give out. I want a long, healthy life before that time comes. I have clients that need me. I have music yet to be made. I have a lot of books to read yet. I want to be around to see where life takes all the family members. I’m really curious as to where I personally will be lead. It’s a roller coaster ride, the game of life — we’ll be scared and happy and full of love at times, anger at others… and we’ll sometimes have to deal with an illness. Being sick can really make us more grateful for waking up sober and healthy than if we’d never been through it. Everything always works out for me. Illness can give us insight. I look forward to getting back to 100% again. I refuse to ever take that for granted again.
