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January health was rough

 *This is a post I wrote at the end of last month and am just getting around to posting :)

I’m exhausted. Not to be all redundant on feeling crummy, but I am just readddyyyyy to not feel headachy and mucus-y and cough-y and be short fused and impatient. I’m struggling, y’all. I am a doer and have so much I like to accomplish in a given day and this is just the pits.











Okay, okay. I’m whining again and I am blessed it’s just a winter bug and this too shall pass. It’s just weird how this time of year goes with the ickiness of being sick. Dark, gloomy, overall feeling of hibernation; it’s all a perfect storm for being “under the weather”. One of my creative writing professors would ding me for such an obvious metaphor/cliche association. Yet, still true.

I have formed a rash. That’s a newly developed aspect of my ailments. I am allergic to the antibiotic I was prescribed and ugh. God bless those with ailments regularly resulting in hives. I am so uncomfortable and longing for the days of chicken pox and my mom keeping me laying in frozen sheets while consistently rotating them in and out for maximum cold against itchy skin. 32, married, dog mom-still need your own momma when sick.

Enough griping, more tea sipping, cortisone rubbing, and getting to bed early for extra rest. To health and wellness, love bugs.

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