I’ve been dealing with what I can only call (somewhat embarrassedly) a mild cold for the last five days. In the history of all the colds I’ve had, this one is really pretty inconsequential…and yet it managed to stop me in my tracks…or it would have if my schedule would have allowed it.
Instead, I’ve been trying to meet all my “absolute” obligations, but that has meant other things slid…like my precious blog schedule! And reading/commenting on other blogs…nope. instead I just went around in a “pity me. I have a very mild cold” way.
What amazes me is a) how lousy a cold can make me feel (it’s been a while since I had one); and b) how much my routine changes as a result. I have not exercised for the better part of a week. I’ve begun craving Campbell’s chicken noodle soup (I only want it when I’m under the weather). I sleep in different (breathing friendly) positions. I drink even more tea and am not that thrilled about coffee (but drink it anyway). I hole up on the couch under a blanket, falling asleep at a ridiculously early hour (okay, I pretty much do that all the time…).
But what can I do? It is necessary to give in to the cold, because when I don’t things tend to get much much worse. I’m still sniffly and coughing and wanting tea and sympathy..but I’ve also begun to rally a bit. I’m not quite back to schedule (I suspect no top ten this week)…so maybe I’ll just do a few “nonscheduled” posts until I can get back into the swing of things!