Sick and vulnerable. Did not cry for attention. Just accepting the one is coming towards me.
My head is itching probably from the sweat of working out daily, and I can’t.. actually I don’t want to get up and wash my hair. Nor do I want to take out the trash or bring my groceries from the car.
My lips are dry, my lungs are sore, and my whole body is fighting a cold and a cough. I dread colds. They make me feel so vulnerable and depressed and really blue and mean at times.
I did exaggerate this weekend, staying up late, going out to clubs, getting outside for a cigarette in my sandals and only with a fur over my lace, skin showing tops. Lots of wine and food late at night. (And I didn’t even had a great time, but am I really noticing that?)
I am drowning my thirst with tons of tea, and I am hoping an overdose of vitamin C and homeopathic medicine will keep this cold within normal limits….
but I have discovered that
If you really want to, you can have a blast while having the horrible flu. Your body can take anything, its your mind who needs to be convinced.
The congestion in my chest is much more pleasant if I drink hot pepper tea while reading a really good boo
k, cuddled in a warm blanket with a dehumidifier with eucalyptus scent next to my bed. Plus it makes a purring, peaceful sound.The inhalation of this strong steam feels really good for my lungs and it’s a great excuse to use those face serums that I never got around to, since my face is all wet and buggery. 🤪
So, I get to catch up on my reading, I have a beauty face treatment, laugh and change outfits (because I am sweating so much)… an entire spa day, how does it get better than a cold??? 😏