Besides walking around with a chronic illness, I don’t get sick very often. Despite of it, something was off yesterday and my body was fighting to stay healthy. Shortly after getting to work, I felt clammy, which changed into alternating hot and cold flashes, but mostly left me feeling nauseous and dizzy. There was pressure in my head and I couldn’t focus throughout the achynejss. Maybe I’m getting allergic to work these days ha, I just couldn’t shake the feeling. Minutes felt like hours, and you get what I mean when you have to work through misery. I’m sure we all had to do it a time or two. Taking the advice I would give someone else, I drank lots of fluids in the hopes to flush out, or at least dilute whatever little monster had taken over to play havoc inside my body. Nothing really helped, and the urge to vomit remained. I considered it but didn’t want to kneel down in a public restroom and you get the idea without me having to gross you out even more. Luckily I didn’t had to do it. Three hours later into the fight and with three more days ahead of me, plus a closing shift that I can’t miss, I figured it was better to leave and try to get well, vs. fighting through it or making it worse. Everyone was already steering clear of me, avoiding me, or otherwise making it clear that they didn’t care to get sick. I didn’t blame anyone and tried to keep my distance while not breathing into their direction.
We had big storms yesterday and on the way home I passed several semi trucks that had flipped over and were blown off the road. Many cars struggled driving in the high winds, especially the high profile ones. Sudden swerves from wind gusts were common and I stayed back or hurried to get past them. I didn’t care for the headline ” Wild spirit crushed by tipped over semi truck” and I stayed alert. Driving conditions were intense and I couldn’t wait to be home. Finally in my neighborhood, it appeared that several neighbors lost parts of their Christmas decorations. Items shifted from prior noted spots and some big inflatables and other outdoor trinkets were missing. The first thing I noticed getting home was that the garage door opener didn’t work and I had to park in the driveway. By now it had started to rain and it was pouring hard. The wind was swooping the rain sideways, hitting me in the face as if someone just emptied a bucket full of it. Shower anyone – check. The winds had moved the cast iron umbrella stand, the umbrella and the patio table inches from teetering off the patio edge. The chairs had relocated as well and I wasn’t surprised of the power these winds created, given they could push over a loaded semi truck. There was no power inside the house which explained why the garage door opener didn’t work, and I decided to take a quick shower. The real thing this time, with warm water to wash away the ill, before the hot water ran out. Who knew when, and if the power would return. I was grateful to be home, being able to rest. I ate little yesterday but some Emergen-C and hot tea made my feel better in the evening and allowed me to stand taller once again. I’m not a 100%. but another day has broken with the opportunity to do it all over again and to make another dollar, ha. Wishing everyone a beautiful Monday and a great start to a new week. Take care of yourself and stay well. Don’t forget to take a little time to be good to yourself….you deserve it.