Thankfully, the worst of it seems to have come and gone - I hope. I slept for about 24 hours straight, with a break to pick up David from Art Camp. I think that helped.
My friend Jim Hamacher left a comment on my Facebook status that said, "Maybe your body is trying to tell you something."
I've thought about that today - a lot. Without the energy to check email/work on projects/worry about work, I just let everything go. And I slept.
And I'm amazed by two things:
- The world didn't end.
- I'm really, really relaxed. In spite of being physically sick, I feel like I've regained some emotional energy.
Go figure. This is worth thinking about. I need to quit complaining about feeling so overwhelmed and do something proactive. It doesn't seem like a good strategy to get sick every 12 weeks or so.