This week, I was laid low by norovirus on the same day I got my period. Other than c-section recovery, I have never experienced anything quite like it. I am truly humbled. I just drank a full glass of water and thought, "ok, that's enough food for now."
Also this week: It was 80 degrees and sunny yesterday, and we had a thunderstorm overnight. Today it is 40 degrees and we are getting snow overnight.
And now please excuse me while I prep for the frogs and locusts.
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Word. I went in to teach this morning and it was 75 and sunny; an hour later I came out and it was 50 and storming.
It does feel like all my illnesses now are so much worse than when I was younger, except for some reason colds, which are milder. But like flu? Weeklong coma, more or less. I can't tell if it's b/c my body is just physically less resilient due to age and decrepitude, or b/c there are so many more responsibilities that I'm allowing to lapse whenever I'm sick that it just feels like every illness is more apocalyptic than when I just suffered physical symptoms but my life was not disrupted.
I think it's both — advancing decrepitude and we rarely get time to rest until we've actually recovered. I've never taken more than one sick day at a time for myself.
One upside to being older, though: I don't catch everything my kids get. They were both home with high fevers earlier this month and I never felt sick at all. That's why norovirus and flu suck so hard, I think. No one ever develops lasting immunity to either of them.
I'm sorry you were so sick! We all just had Covid (mild for me) but we gave it to my mom which I feel bad about. We also had a 50 degree swing in temperature in an 18 hour period yesterday, from 85 to 35 and snowing.
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