Cough, cough, cough

They say you never know what someone goes through until you walk a mile in their shoes (or something like that). In the weeks leading up to the marathon, everyone in the family was sick with a cough but me. As they hacked and coughed away, I encouraged all of them to go to bed early, drink lots of fluids, spit the yucky stuff out, drink warm tea with honey, and other suggestions to ease their pain and reduce my frustration. Some listened, others did not. So, as the weeks passed, they continued to hack and cough. All three ended up on some type of antibiotic or inhaler. Then, the Tuesday following the marathon, I started coughing, and have continued to do so despite all my rest, my hundreds of ounces of fluids, my tea and honey and medicine. I still can't take a deep breath before coughing continuously. I have tried walking, but the frigid air just makes things worse. And I have a constant headache from it all. In fact, as soon as I open my eyes, I don't dare move a muscle lest my body realizes "hey, she's awake . . . cough, cough, cough." Another downside is that I have learned to live like a bulemic. Not intentionally, of course. The only upside is that I'm down ten pounds in ten days and have chosen my food and drink wisely. I'm behind on my exercise and reading and am coping with the fatigue. It will be nice to start feeling normal again.

I still need to start my three week fast. I probably should have done so while I was sick, but I want to make an effort to fast spiritually too. And I had no energy to read or write. So I have been asking myself, is it okay to give in and rest?

God designed one day a week to be a day of rest - one day - EVERY week. Yet, most of us don't rest completely. We save those household projects for the weekend, the errands to get done when there is another parent to watch the kids, and then there is the prep work for the week ahead, chopping fruit and vegetables and meal planning. Who has time to rest? For some, the day of rest begins at sundown on one day and continues until the sun sets the following day. This actually makes the most sense to me. So I have been trying to convince myself to get a few more loads of laundry done, THEN I can rest, but can't get past the "but, I'm tired now." So, I'm choosing to rest, right here, right now. And hopefully, can keep some food down and try to go five minutes without coughing.