Wednesday, December 30, 2015

Lengthy recovery

It turns out that this month’s Great Affliction isn’t quite done with our household yet. This is affecting everything.

The short version of the story is that yesterday, and especially last night, I was feeling quite unwell—fluey, a bit nauseous, nothing too specific. I slept well, but in the morning felt awful and utterly drained—weaker than I felt when my version of the Great Affliction was in full flight. I slept some more.

I got up again late this morning, and felt a little better—about the same as this time yesterday, so maybe 70% of normal in my good moments. I don’t have much specifically wrong with me, just feeling yucky, as this bug, whatever it is, has its last hurrah.

We’d planned on a family party tomorrow night to ring in the New Year—that’s now cancelled. We don’t want to take the chance that we could infect family members who didn’t get the bug at Christmas, and, anyway, there’s no guarantee I’d even feel up to it.

In fact, this may be the first time in as many years as I can remember that I may not actually be up to see the year change over. For me, that’s a very big deal, and just goes to show how “not well” I feel.

It’s also affecting this blog, of course. I had a fairly easy task reaching my annual blog post goal of an average of one post per day: In the middle of the month, I had an achievable target of an average of 2.5 posts per day, and got that down to an even better average of two posts per day.

Christmas Day, when I didn’t blog, didn’t affect things dramatically, and I could have easily caught up—and then came the Great Affliction, and Monday was a write-off, so to speak. A valiant effort Tuesday was undone yesterday when I again didn’t feel well.

And now, with today and tomorrow remaining, I still have eight posts to go to achieve my annual average. Any other time, this wouldn’t be a problem—although, any other time and I wouldn’t even be in this position. I have this post, one more mostly ready to go, and yet another I MUST write today, somehow. A fourth, let alone more? And, will tomorrow be any better?

I’ll have no idea how this quest will end. Right now, I just want to feel better.

1 comment:

rogerogreen said...

So much pressure on yourself! And I expect you'll succeed