I was on such a roll there for a while. I went an entire year without being sick, then month 13 hits and it hit my immune system hard. I've been down and out for the count for almost a week now.
It started with a tickle in my throat and my voice started to get deep. It was kinda low and growly, you know ... not too shabby ...
But then it went beyond just a fun vocal change. Next thing I knew, I was an exhausted, mute, space cadet who couldn't breathe. There is nothing fun about a respiratory infection. The worst part was, all I wanted to do was take a puff of my inhaler to help me breathe, but one shot of that made my throat tickle more and sent me into another coughing spell. It was a cruel twist in my situation.
Chicken soup, tea with honey, lots of water, rest and a Z-pak finally have me up and about. I made it through an entire day at work today, catching up on what I missed the past two days and getting things back in order. I'm still fighting the exhaustion though - the end of today was rough to say the least.
Here's to getting myself back on track with diet and exercise now that I'm on the mend. I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired.
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