3 days in bed, sleeping all the time. 103.7 degree fever. Four nights in the hospital. Seven days recovering at my parents. What a wild ride indeed!
About a month ago I wasn't feeling well. I had a fever that would bounce around from 98.9 degrees to 101.3 degrees. I was sleeping all the time. I just generally felt pretty crappy. Finally on Saturday night my fever spiked to 103.7 degrees. Off to Urgent Care I went. They couldn't figure it out. They sent me to the Emergency Room. They couldn't figure it out either. Off to the observation unit I went. Then, finally, finally, finally a diagnosis was given: MONONUCLEOSIS. Say what?!? So off I went to a regular room, in the new wing I might add, so it was pretty nice all things considered. There isn't much you do for mono since it's a virus. I just waited around for my blood numbers, whatever they are, to improve to the point where the doctor felt comfortable sending me home.
Finally on Tuesday the doctor proclaimed I could go home. I gave him a huge hug!!!!!
Now there are details I'm leaving out here, obviously. Like how when I was on fluids that first night and day I needed to use the bathroom literally every five minutes and had to keep buzzing the nurse so she could unhook me from my IVs and I could leave the bed. Like how they could never find a vein to draw blood. Like how every morning at 4:30 am the phlebotomist would come in for a blood draw. Like how I didn't eat anything but ginger ale. But you don't really need to know all about that do you?
Now I'm on to recovery. I have to find the balance between what my body CAN do, while recovering from mono, and what it CAN'T do, while recovering from mono. I have to find the balance between what I really CAN do and what I am blaming on the mono because I am lazy. I have to find the balance between getting back to my life and treating my body as a living, breathing, needy entity. I can't blame it all on mono. Neither can I blame it all on my bipolar when I don't feel like hanging up my clothes. There are some things (like dishes and making your bed) that everyone just HAS to do. This is the struggle I am in right now. I don't want to be easy on myself because I was doing so many positive things before I got sick. I want to get back there. But at the same time I have become so used to just sleeping over the past month that that has become my new norm. NOT GOOD!!!!!!
I'd love it if you would share in the comments ways you get yourself back into your life after a hiatus. What do you do to motivate yourself? How do you get back to your everyday when it has been so long since you've had an everyday? Help me, loyal readers, find a way back to where I used to be. I so miss that place but am very comfortable in this more lazy everyday.
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Just your average 40 something trying to find the way in which she can make sense of her life. I hope you'll join me for this journey.