We don't realize how important good health is until we are sick. I got sick again on Saturday. When my muscles were sore on Friday, I dismissed it and went out to late night dessert with a group of friends. Unfortunately, despite my suggestion, the ladies preferred to sit outside and not inside the restaurant. I was shivering before long; moreover, Minoti's refusal to acknowledge my presence or to even say hello was causing me a lot of discomfort. I can do a 100 things right, but when I slip once, my friend will count it against me? Eventually, we left at 11:30. The next morning, I woke up with chills and feverish. Welcome back, Migraine, my best friend- the whole world could turn its back on me, but not you. You always return. My whole body was achy and I could barely walk. This continues till today. I stared in the mirror as I woke up at 2:00 am today and I looked pale and scary.
I cry out in pain and secretly wish I had someone I could be around right now, even if it means just having someone to talk to. It is quite embarrassing to admit it because since past two years, I've dealt with every sickness and problem on my own; therefore, I have become extremely resilient and I heal fast. However, I realize that my recent struggle with depression and the resulting drastic weight loss has compromised my immunity to a certain degree. Maybe this is Karma hitting me back- I am hurting because of the pain that I may have caused, or am causing, others. More likely, this is exhaustion carried over from the last few weeks and I just need to learn to relax. Whatever this may be, I am going to try to get to my doctor tomorrow (80 miles away). I wish to heal and regain my energy.
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