Festivities

 Another week has flown by and I am considerably better than I was last week at this time. I'm especially grateful to be breathing with comfort because we have big plans for today. Scott is taking some time off this afternoon and we are going to West Virginia to tag our Christmas tree.  The weather is going to be beautiful and I can't wait to kick off the holiday season.

Yes, I realize that it is not the Christmas season right (although I can tell from my Snowman Countdown Clock that we are only 78 days and 16 hours away from Santa's arrival). Tagging our tree has always marked the beginning of the autumn holidays. After we tag our tree the holidays start rolling through the calendar. Between Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas, my house will be in full-blown holiday mode until New Years. 

This is definitely my favorite time of year!  Let the festivities begin...

Paced

Slowly but surely, I am regaining my strength and my ability to breath. While I still struggle with endurance, I am able to get through the day without becoming dizzy (always a good thing). I still go to bed early but, considering how ill I was just last week, I consider myself lucky. I can handle an early bedtime for a few more weeks as long as I can get through the day without collapsing from coughing. 

Robby and Timmy are further along on the road to recovery than me. While they still cough, it is not as frequent or as violent as it was just a few days ago. They both have full energy reserves and, much to Scott's chagrin, they are not going to bed early. In other words, they both stay up later than me and bedtime is now Scott's responsibility.

Soon I will be back to normal, but in the meantime I am forced to pace myself. Slowing down is not something that comes naturally, but it is definitely necessary. I am determined to not set myself back in my recovery because of a stubborn refusal to pace myself.

Healed

 For the first time in nearly three weeks, we are fever-free in the house. My goodness this has been a long and frustrating ordeal. I haven't been that ill in nearly a decade. I am grateful for the vaccination and the boosters because I don't want to imagine how I would have fared if I wasn't protected.

With everybody on the path to recovery we are trying to return to normal. Timmy and Robby will be busy at school today while I tackle some work projects. The rainy weather continues to keep us inside but I'm not complaining. I feel better but I still lack the energy and the endurance for a lot of physical activities. I am going to have to pace myself to regain my strength. 

While I hated being sick, being forced to stay still has helped my leg. The skin sores have closed and healed, allowing me to walk without pain. My leg seems to fit more comfortably, although I don't know if the comfort is because I am still only walking short distances. Either way, I will happily accept the lack of pain as a benefit. 

Done with Covid

 For the first time in over a week I woke up feeling happy and well.  My head no longer hurts. I can breath deeply without wheezing and I can walk more than 10 feet without becoming dizzy from the lack of oxygen. I know that it is going to take me awhile to regain my strength, but I am delighted to have turned the page on my battle with Covid.

I spent the weekend working on my computer, napping on the couch and binge watching Hulu. The steady rainfall provided the perfect backdrop for my hibernation weekend. The only thing that was missing was the smell of freshly baking cookies wafting out of my kitchen. While I normally attack the first few days with baking enthusiasm, this time I didn't have the energy to toil in my kitchen. I'm sure that I'll resume baking soon, but right now I'm content to light a bakery scented candle while cracking open a bag of Oreos.

Hopefully I was able to rest enough this weekend because this week is going to keep me busy. I think the next few days I am going to need to make a concerted effort to pace myself. I really don't want to end up back in the sick bed!