And I’m officially down for the count.
As much as I don’t enjoy subjecting my body to antibiotics, sometimes, Kombucha, eucalyptus tea, and neti pots just won’t suffice.
It all started Friday morning when I woke up in Chicago with a tickle in my through and a few body aches. It got progressively worse throughout the morning, and by the time I boarded my flight, I was engaged in a full blown fever, chills, aches, pains and then some.
Traveling with the flu is just about the worst thing imaginable.
My grand plans of being incredibly productive this weekend were sadly crushed when I realized my body hated me. As much as I fought it with kale smoothies and apple cider vinegar shots, my symptoms just got progressively worse.
This morning, I woke up to what I knew was a full blown sinus infection. I use to get these infections frequently; however, have been lucky over the past several years. I honestly don’t remember it ever being this bad.
I stumbled out of bed, had a personal encounter with my neti pot and laid on the couch for a few hours before I eventually attempted to eat something.
Pumpkin Oats in a Jar with Banana and Gingerbread Granola
Just when I thought I sensed a sheer ounce of relief, I got dressed, thinking I might be able to make it though a little yoga. As I was driving to the gym, I realized there was no way in hell I would make it though a single downward dog without falling flat on my face. I bypassed the entrance and headed straight to urgent care for some antibiotics.
Again, I’m not so quick to jump on antibiotics for a few reasons, but mainly because I have a really bad history with these drugs from my Crohn’s. Anything potentially harsh on the colon, I’m weary of.
The doctor was able to put me on a less potent prescription after I confessed my hesitation so hopefully all will be well.
I waited almost two hours at the doctor and still had to run to the store to pick up some essentials. It was the very last thing I wanted to do but I’m pretty sure we can’t survive off of half a container of hummus and christmas cookies all week.
After a record breaking shopping time, I raced home, downed my meds and made lunch.
This sandwich was stuck in my head all morning. Pay attention….
Two slices of whole wheat bread, lightly toasted, hummus, spinach, goat cheese, avocado, and one runny egg.
I’m already starting to feel better, thanks to the highly potent effects of Western medicine.
So unfortunately, that has been the extent of my weekend. I haven’t moved more than a few feet at a time. I haven’t worked out in 3 days, and I haven’t accomplished nearly as much as I had hoped.
Life goes on.
Oh and to top it all off, I came come from my trip to this surprise…..
My larger-than-life husband has once again proved that he is not invincible, much to his dislike. A nasty fall in basketball has resulted in some pretty sever ligament damage in his right ankle.
So we are full of fun here. Feel free to stop over for the pity party we are planning on throwing ourselves later tonight. Spinach shots, perkaset, and a few boxes of tissues for everyone!
When do you give up on natural remedies and give in to medication?