Friday, February 10, 2012

Just Quietly Praying

My energy has completely tanked on me in recent weeks.  I've been sick repeatedly and I can't figure out what I'm doing--or not doing, as the case may be--that's resulting in my frequent illnesses.  Colds, strep throat, stomach bug, bronchitis, sinus infection, one right after another.  Since I had my tonsils taken out in 2006, I typically get 2 colds a year and usually one whopping case of bronchitis.  I've had more issues in the past few months than in the past few years combined. 

The only thing I can think of right now is that, at least since December, I've been so stressed out about the car accident and the upheaval in our lives, that my immune system can't manage that and keep me going daily and then still fight off every germ that comes my way.

I'm so wiped out at the end of the day that all I want to do after dinner and getting the kiddo into bed is just go to bed myself.  But of course there are things to do around the house, so I do, but all I really want is to crawl under the covers and put the day behind me.  I just don't feel motivated and it's so frustrating to have half-finished things that I just want to complete.  There's a quilt that was started a few months ago and was then put on the side--and the baby it was intended for is now born and two months old.  There's a stack of books to go through, a pile of documents to organize for taxes, things to do for school.  Nothing out of the ordinary, I just flat out don't feel like doing it. 

I have, however, recently discovered the annoying and addicting game Angry Birds.  I think I like it so much because I can play it while I'm laying in bed and when I'm sick of it, I can roll over and go to sleep.

Clearly, I need to find some other enjoyable activities.

I'm going to tackle the 5k with my sister this spring and I'm looking forward to it.  I got through the first two weeks of the Couch Potato to 5k Program (C25K), but then stopped when I was coughing so hard from this last virus that I could barely breathe.  I plan on starting over again this weekend.  That's something to look forward to.  Maybe just getting moving again will bring me some relief.  A girl can hope!