Yesterday morning my temperature was normal. I felt just good enough to get up, do laundry, and take care of the kids. I let my hubby sleep in my daybed for most of the day. I stayed downstairs with the children and tried to keep them occupied. We listened to music, colored pictures, wrote silly poems. That was enough to wear me out. By the end of the day, I was exhausted and my fever had come back.
I’m trying to take it easier today. There are things that have to be done, of course. I already did the dishes, made lunch, threw in a load of laundry, and walked to the end of the driveway to pick up the paper. Now I am in bed, and I will try to stay here as much as possible. Lying down is essential to recovery.
Tomorrow we have to get back to our usual schedule. Marshall is well enough to return to school. I have no choice but to return to work. My deadline is looming. My boss was able to squeeze a few more days out the schedule for me, but that’s it. Now it’s up to me to make sure the work gets done in time. I have never missed a deadline, and I don’t plan to start now.
You can do it! I have faith in you!