Yesterday was a rough day. I haven't been feeling well this winter - two weeks ago, I came down with strep, and before that, I caught every other bug that was going around. And although my throat started to feel better a couple of days after the strep, I couldn't shake the exhaustion and the cough.
Yesterday, I was diagnosed with influenza b. Yep, that one. Darn me for not getting my flu shot. I know better.
And when I get sick, really sick, I'm a big baby. I want my mom (which obviously isn't possible), I hate myself for being incompetent and stuck in bed, and most especially, I feel incredibly guilty for missing work. I detest myself when I can't meet my responsibilities. And then I just turn into a sobbing, sick mess.
And so, once again today, I'm lying on the couch, unable to sleep. Part of that is worry and anxiety about work and household stuff, but the rest of the sleeplessness is that every time I doze, I wake up in a coughing fit. Cough medicine with codeine doesn't help, and I've even tried honey (which helps a bit better than the codeine, at least for a short while).
I need to tell my brain to shut off and let my body rest. I need to kick this for once and for all. Mostly? I need spring.
There are worse problems in the world, and tomorrow is another day. I'll get through it, I always do.