Giving In

Today I slept in until after 7. I know, that doesn't seem like sleeping in to most people, but it was an extra two hours for me. As I've spent the last hour alternately reading the paper, drinking a cup of coffee, and going through most of a new box of kleenex and multiple trips to the bathroom, I think my illness is "breaking up". Last Friday I stayed home, with a burning throat, and slept nearly the day away. I expected that, and keeping to home over the weekend, would fix what ails me. It didn't.

I drug myself to work on Monday (mainly because I didn't have the energy to make dreaded sub plans), and at the end of the day, realized there was a good reason why my left eye was burning like crazy and weeping. I looked in the mirror when I got home and it was completely red. This, and the fact that I was coughing and congested would have convinced any sane person to take the next day off, and make a doctor appointment. I plead insane (and the time involved of making sub plans). I dug out some drops from the last time I had conjuctivitis, took my daily dose of Nyquil and went to bed.

By Wednesday, most of my co-workers were telling me to get out of there and don't come back. Plus, what was left of the eye drops had run out early in the day. So, I gave in, called a friend to sub and made a doctor appointment for Thursday afternoon.

Even though I felt I was "better" (this being better than dead) I decided to just give myself Friday (today) off and called a second friend to sub, as the first one wasn't available today.
Man, am I glad I did. It would have been a miserable day with the kids, and I'm not sure I would have made it to the facilities in a timely fashion.

And, so, I am "giving in" to sickness and I'm going to lay around all day and be sick, hopeful that the antibiotic the doctor prescribed yesterday will kick in soon and get me back on my feet. Fortunately, it's a three day weekend, so I really should be well by Tuesday!

I don't know why, at my age, I still fight being sick tooth and nail. And, when I finally decide to give in, I am blessed with instant peace. I'm looking forward to a blissful day of nothing. (Well, nothing but blowing my nose, coughing, and trips to the bathroom! :)