I spent all day Thursday on the couch. Literally. I could not move without my head spinning, and I used enough kleenexes to fully stuff a giant teddy bear. (Not that anyone would stuff a giant teddy bear with dirty tissues.) Yesterday I made it off the couch and into the real world, but just briefly, just barely. Today my nose is still running, and I still lose my breath walking up the stairs, although I’m definitely on the mend now.
At first I was mad at getting sick. Not a good time. Not good at all. (Then again, when is it a good time? Ha.) But this was supposed to be a big week. A busy week filled with lots of productivity and excitement. Clearly that didn’t happen. In fact, the most exciting thing that happened was Meredith and Cristina getting into a huge fight, and Derek getting a ring to propose. (Yes, Jake and I are going through all the season of Grey’s Anatomy, and we are currently on Season 5.)
Looking back, though, I’m glad that I got sick. Not for the being sick part, of course. But because it forced me to slow down. To spend an entire day with Jake on the couch. And to not be constantly thinking about all the editing and emails and cleaning to be done. All of which make me happy. Getting sick was probably the best thing that happened to me all week.
And for all of that, I’m glad.
Happy Autumn : )
