Back to Work: One Weak...

It's true what they say.  One week makes one weak  At least, it does when your body is struggling to heal from a major operation, and you can't shake a horrible sinus infection.

Monday was very busy, but I got a reprieve at 3 p.m. when I had to pick up my son from school.  I felt awful, but I got so much accomplished.  I came home and tried to lay down, but all I could do was fight drainage.  Overnight, my sinus infection began to sink down to  my throat, making it nearly impossible for me to sleep.  I woke up choking around 2 a.m. and took a steam shower with menthol.  My husband found the Vicks in the medicine cabinet and made me stand still while he slathered my nose, chest, and neck, which I have to say, makes him a bigger hero to me than Iron Man and all the others combined.  I drank chamomile tea with honey and lemon, and he tucked me into bed, propped almost straight up with blankets and pillows.  I slept about two hours and then had to get up and go to the couch to keep from coughing so much and waking him up again.

Tuesday was busy but not like Monday, and I got quite a bit accomplished, despite pure exhaustion.   I didn't want to go back to the doctor, but I called and he was kind enough to call me in another round of antibiotics and some awesome cough syrup.  Michael was off, and he picked up Riley from school and they came to see me at the office. We all left around 3:30.  Riley and I went to Subway to 'cook dinner' and Michael visited the pharmacy to get my medicine.  Tuesday evening was fuzzy.  I ate, I medicated, I went to bed.  I slept some better during the night, and awoke feeling some better too. 

Wednesday, work started out fine.  I couldn't take the cough syrup and stay awake at work though, and I coughed so much and so hard that I thought I would split in two.  Wednesday was also the day that the sneezing started.  The muscles in my lower abdomen, already offended and complaining, were now screaming in desperation for me to stop.  I made it all the way to 4:30 and went straight home.  Riley had church, so I ate Spaghetti-Ohs with meatballs (one of my ultimate comfort foods) for supper, medicated, and went to bed.  I got up just before Riley got home from church, fixed us a late dinner, ate it, and went back to bed.  I slept much better during the night, and woke feeling much better than the day before.  My cough had abated a bit.

Thursday I felt like I might be heading to the  upswing. Though I was coughing, it was less often and more productive, but still horribly painful.  We got some significant phone upgrades at my office Thursday.  It was very nice having the added functionality!  Thursday evening I made it to the grocery store. I came home and made awesome tacos for dinner.  I went to bed and slept all night.

Friday, work was fantastic.  I love the days when I am busy every minute. The days when every time I look at the clock, several hours have passed in what feels like a blink.  Before I knew it, the work day was over, and we were headed to Mountain Home to pay off our Home Depot bill.  We threw in a trip to Yoshi and Petco.  This is one of Riley's favorite night out combinations.  We came home and lavished our labs with luxurious treats from the pet store.  They were loving life!  I had such a good night's sleep during the night, that my poor husband didn't.  He said I was snoring.  And not just snoring, but the kind you just can't block out.  God bless him for just letting me saw down the forest, after the week I just survived.

Today we got up and went to Michael's parents house.  They were out of town for his mom's birthday, and we spent all day washing, buffing, and waxing and polishing her van as a birthday surprise.  They got back home around 5 p.m. and she was so excited about her pretty van!  We left there and headed back into town.  We 'cooked' at Subway again and then Michael and Riley went with some friends to the Rumble in the Rock truck pull.  I had a couple of hours of quiet time to myself!  I celebrated by promptly falling sound asleep.

So, tomorrow is another day.  I am on the mend, and am grateful for prayers and good thoughts for healing.  I am also grateful for antibiotics, cough syrup, naps, a fantastic relationship with my husband, a super great kiddo, two half-human doggies, and hot tea.  The only thing that would make my life better would be self-folding laundry!

Good night all! God bless!