For the past few weeks, I’ve been getting sick. I’d start to feel The Sick coming on me, creeping up like bad mojo. No clear cut symptoms, just a general feeling of malaise. Every time that happened, I would finish up my obligations, chug a fizzy Airborne drink, and go to bed. The next morning, ta da! All better.
But I know better. The Sick doesn’t give up that easily. Just before our family’s big trip to Disneyland last weekend, it got stronger. I felt extra terrible. I took to bed once again and slept while the children were at school. I rested on the couch while they played video games. I did the bare minimum of work and I even slept through a conference call.
I sucked it up and did the Disneyland thing. Turns out acting like you’re not sick works for a little while. But once Disneyland was over and I was able to loaf all day at home, boom. It hit me, as they say, like a ton of bricks. Snotty, painful, achy bricks. It’s much worse than it would have been had I allowed it to run its course in the first place. In fact, one might call it the flu, if one weren’t scheduled to attend one’s very first parent-teacher conference this afternoon.
So how is it, then, that I can stave off sickness with my Mind Power but not eradicate it completely? I’m getting exercise, healthy meals, stress relief, and plenty of sleep lately. WTF?