I'm Sick and Tired of...

...being sick and tired!

Last week, all I wanted to do after coming home was curl up in a ball and veg out, so I did.  Friday, I sneezed several times.  Saturday, I woke up with a sore throat and thought, "Oh, boy.  Here we go."  Sunday, more of the same, with coughing fits.  Oh, how I love sinus infections!

NOT. 

Monday, I went to the doctor and she prescribed antibiotics.  YAY!  I filled the script, went home, coughed a lot, and crashed.  Tuesday, I remained crashed and coughing.  Yesterday, I worked, coughed a lot, went home, coughed some more, and crashed.

Today, I worked, came home, and crashed, but not as hard.  And not as much coughing, but its power and persistence still takes me by surprise.  I've been able to put away some of the clean laundry. 

SOME of it. 

Everything else on my list looks like too much effort.  UGH.

The good news is I'm getting better.  I'm also getting antsy.  I want to DO something, but I don't have the oomph to do much, and if I do too much, I know I'll just be sick longer.

And my training program looks less and less possible as time slips away and I lie here and do NOTHING.  But I know training is no good if I'm not well enough.  If I have to, I'll just WALK the half marathon.  I've done it before.  But I don't want to!

Patience, patience, patience. 

But it's so HARD.