Healing

My health is slowly getting better, but after two weeks in bed with the measels (and recovering from said illness), a week in bed with flu like symptoms, and a week in bed recovering from...just about everything, I'm now exausted, sightly nausiated, and unable to sit/stand for long periods due to my need being sore from being curled up for nearly four weeks (I sleep curled in a ball, so when I was sick, I was constantly curled).

I've had to take the un-precidented step of taking a break from nearly everything in my life, to give myself a chance to focus purely on myself. While I usually 'attempt' to take such a break, often I am consumed by worry, stress and other things, and never do take said break. This time, I fully planning to focus on getting myself back to the limited heath I was at, before getting sick.

It would nice, to be able to get out of this damn bed for more then an hour or two.

Today, I took the first step, walking back and forth down the street a couple houses. It was...nice, to be able to move, and play with the cats who followed me. Though my knee is now bitching at me for it, though I know it will feel better sooner or later.

I just wish I could return to my desk, where all my work is stored, but I guess for now, I'll have to be here.

Healing

Originally published at Memoirs of a Nobody. You can comment here or there.

My health is slowly getting better, but after two weeks in bed with the measels (and recovering from said illness), a week in bed with flu like symptoms, and a week in bed recovering from…just about everything, I’m now exausted, sightly nausiated, and unable to sit/stand for long periods due to my need being sore from being curled up for nearly four weeks (I sleep curled in a ball, so when I was sick, I was constantly curled).

I’ve had to take the un-precidented step of taking a break from nearly everything in my life, to give myself a chance to focus purely on myself. While I usually ‘attempt’ to take such a break, often I am consumed by worry, stress and other things, and never do take said break. This time, I fully planning to focus on getting myself back to the limited heath I was at, before getting sick.

It would nice, to be able to get out of this damn bed for more then an hour or two.

Today, I took the first step, walking back and forth down the street a couple houses. It was…nice, to be able to move, and play with the cats who followed me. Though my knee is now bitching at me for it, though I know it will feel better sooner or later.

I just wish I could return to my desk, where all my work is stored, but I guess for now, I’ll have to be here.