I hesitate to complain because I am doing so much better, but last night was rough. I think the antibiotics are making me have night sweats and the last time I woke up I was feeling genuine discomfort. I've stopped using the word pain to describe anything that isn't excruciating now that I know what true pain is. I may have over done it yesterday, so I'm not going to ride the bike today. I would like to fit some lunges into my routine, but that's about it. I had been off prescription pain pills for over 24 hours when I had to resort to taking some in the middle of the night.
One thing I haven't mentioned is how great my husband has been through all this. I honestly don't know what I would have done without him! A lucky side effect when I'm sick is I'm super quiet and very agreeable. Since I'm normally a little high strung and opinionated it's a nice break for me and for the person taking care of me I would imagine. For a brief period of time I experience what it's like to just go with the flow and let things be.
That makes it easy to tell when I'm starting to get better, suddenly I notice the way the dishwasher is loaded or that the garbage needs to go out and I feel agitated. As much as I enjoy not sweating the small stuff it is nice to only have small stuff to worry about. It's even nicer to have someone that will hold your hand in the middle of the night and make things big and small seem better. What's really important is to appreciate the good things in life and at least try to go with the flow every now and again. I'm so thankful to be married to my best friend and I can't wait to go to Hawaii no matter what the scale tells me to feel!