I'm sitting here writing this after a
long night of
no sleep. After most of the night waking poor, tired Joey up with my sniffling, sneezing, blowing my nose, coughing and wheezing, I finally moved into the living room. Since I couldn't lay down and breath at the same time I tried sleeping sitting up... wasn't gonna happen. So here I am... tired, stuffed up and miserable.
I never wanted to be the "sick person". But, if you've been reading this blog, or are my friend on facebook, OR are my husband or mother, you've probably realized just how
little time I actually am
not sick. I don't know what I'm doing wrong. I wash my hands, eat right, drink tons of water, take vitamins, exercise, don't use too much hand sanitizer (only when soap and water is unavailable), sleep 7-8 hours a night.
What else should I be doing? Joey says I'm
too healthy, but that doesn't make sense to me. I swear I can
look at someone and catch whatever it is they have. I used to not mind being sick, Joey would dote on me and take such good care of me... he still does, even though it seems like I'm sick 24/7. It's to the point where I try and hide it from him so he can concentrate on something else like, school, work and sleep. It's embarrassing, I don't want people to think I'm pretending to be sick (who does that anyway?), or that I am
trying to get sick, or that I'm super unhealthy so I'm always sick. I'm
not.
I have had to skip out on so many things these last couple of months because I've been sick like: corn mazes, pumpkins patches, bon fires, family outings, dates with Joey, dinners, playing outside with the puppies, riding the horses, helping out with anything to do with being outside at the ranch, ice skating, sledding.... and the list goes on. Being sick with sinus infection for 2 weeks, then sore throat and fever 2 weeks, then the stomach flu for a few days, pretty much eliminated most fall activities for me this year.
I
can not wait until January when I am insured because I am going strait to the doctor and scheduling surgery to remove my horribly screwed up tonsils, I'm going to have them check for allergies, figure out
why I am irregular (sorry that's more for my records) because when we
do decide to add to our family I want to be
able to.
I'm tired... physically and mentally. I just wanna be healthy... now and always