There’s no acne follow-up today. Yesterday was go-go-go and today is no different. The acne post will require a bit of research to pull together various sources on which I have relied over the years, so I want to take time to do it properly.
Meanwhile, just a bit of reflection.
Sunday, I felt off. Not sick. Just kind of off.
I was a crank-a-saurus and fussed at my husband for no reason. I teach on Sunday mornings and as I began class I had a wave of, “Can I really get up here and do this today?”
My joints were also achy and I just presumed I had eaten something that caused some inflammation. My joints are a key barometer for me as to whether or not a food is fueling my body or attacking it.
I was also a tad spacey. Again, I wasn’t sick with definable symptoms. Just a little off my game.
Sunday afternoon, my eldest child (5) developed a fever. He complained that his legs were hurting him, to the point that my husband and I noticed him limping when he walked. He was up and down all night with a pretty nasty fever. I kept him home from school Monday and by late afternoon he had recovered.
At dinner Monday, I asked him if he had any symptoms he could name. He said his stomach hurt but not like he was going to throw up, he had a headache, his knees hurt, and he felt “like I wasn’t here but I wasn’t there or anywhere.” He waved his hands around to show me.
I call it spacey.
I have come to realize, five years into this parenting gig, that almost every time one of my children gets a wacky virus, if I reflect on my experiences prior to their sickness, chances are I would say I had been under the weather, spacey, achy, or something along those lines.
I believe that I felt icky on Sunday because my body was fighting whatever virus it was that eventually felled my little man.
I need to be more gracious with myself when I feel off. Instead of berating myself for not having my head in the game, I should rest as much as is possible. I need to give my immune system as much support as I can on those days. It’s probably working pretty hard on my behalf. The least I can do is be kind to it.