|Love this photo of my dad with my son at his baptism last April|
Last week I think it finally happened - I pushed myself too hard. My husband was gone for nearly a week, and Will and I went to St. Louis. When we got back on Sunday I went to Urgent Care where I was diagnosed with a severe sinus infection. I was taking both sinus meds and Ibuprofen like candy along with an antibiotic. On Monday I felt like I was completely out of energy.
I've also been dealing with a foot injury, and I started physical therapy on Monday where the therapist taped my feet to reposition them. It's fun being me.
|Thank God she didn't ruin my pedicure.|
My colleague drove me home, and by the time my husband got home at 5:30 I had already shed the cute dress and heels in favor of sweats and a headband. I was in bed by 8 pm. That was nearly a week ago, and I don't feel much more well rested. My body is trying to tell me something, and for once I'm having a hard time ignoring it.
|Exhausted but still all smiles for new urbanist porn.|
This upcoming weekend my husband and I are going to Chicago for our first weekend away by ourselves since our son was born. I have a list of things we want to do, and sleep is on the top of the list followed closely by eating leisurely meals without a toddler. My therapist told me that if she could she'd write me a prescription to play. I'm trying to balance that play with taking care of myself. Crohn's has been kicking my tail this year, and my level of exhaustion has been extraordinary. For the first time in the 18 years I've had Crohn's I actually feel like a sick person, and I am not amused.
I'm going to spend a few weeks focusing on that perspective. My dad pushed himself constantly like I do. He never seemed tired to me. He just kept going Energizer bunny style. But if he were here he'd lecture me for not slowing down and taking care of myself. I probably wouldn't listen, but it's a lecture I'd love to get right now. A lot of me thinks I've pushed even harder to push past the pain and anger I feel about his death. If I slow down I'll feel too much, and it will be too painful.
I'm going to try my hardest to slow down a little in the next few weeks. Take deep breaths. Find that perspective. It will be a continual struggle to remind myself to focus and have perspective. I may need your help y'all. Keep me honest!