There’s just no right time to be sick. If there isn’t a deadline, there is a family party. If there isn’t anything formally calendared, then there are a million errands, chores, loads of laundry just waiting to be done. Just sitting, relaxing and healing your body is not something I’m particularly good at. In fact, it sent me to the hospital Thanksgiving weekend 2014. Let’s save that story for another time…
When your time is divided by so many different things, it’s hard to remember to take care of yourself. Take today, for example…I am technically home sick. I have a fever, I’m exhausted…and by lunch I had played with my son (heavily sanitized) for two hours, taken him to preschool (again, heavily sanitized, but no other option to get him there), started my work day early, took two conference calls and spent my “lunch time” putting clothes away, cleaning up toys left over from this morning and writing this post. Oddly, I forgot to eat lunch.
I tried sitting. I tried catching up on DVRed shows I otherwise fall asleep to at night. I can’t quit the crazy, and that’s okay, because I can forgive myself. So even if you can’t take care of yourself as well as you take care of others — and you really, really should if you can — it’s okay. Beating yourself up over not being perfect can be just as bad.
Besides, I’ll pass out eventually. Now back to work…
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