Wow, I can’t believe how long it has been since my last post. So much has happened on a personal level. Near the beginning of March I was convinced I came down with the flu. I was achey, exhausted, headachy, coughing a bit and feverish. After spending 3 days bedridden and unable to even read or watch tv, my fever spiked to 107.1 F in the middle of the night. As if that wasn’t bad enough, there was an incredibly powerful windstorm that snapped our 45 foot cedar tree which ended up falling across the road and knocking out the power. So for the entire night I was dealing with my high fever, there was a fire truck with lights flashing outside the window for a few hours and then the chainsaws starting blaring as the hydro crews arrived to clear the tree and fix the wires.
The following day my husband took me to emergency where I discovered it wasn’t the flu, it was pneumonia – UGH! With only a week until our annual family ski trip, I was devastated when the doctor told me “no skiing”, just take it easy and relax.
After a day on antibiotics, I felt so much better. I was truly amazed that one little pill (well, it really was the size of a horse pill!) could make me feel normal, relatively speaking! Have you ever experienced something similar?
My family doc called to see how I was feeling and wanted me to come in just to ensure I was on the right path to recovery. My first thought was, “absolutely, this is my chance to get a second opinion about skiing!” Seeing me and hearing how well I was feeling, he gave me the thumbs up to ski but only easy runs and I was to rest if I got tired. YIPPEE!
The ski trip was awesome! We spent the week with our very dear family friends, ate too much food, and went to bed early so we were refreshed the next day. The first day, I skied just for the morning, and then after that, it was full days ahead because I was feeling great. Before I knew it, I was following my youngest as he insisted I do the jumps he actively pursued and I eagerly attempted a few (easier) black runs. All was good until…I almost wiped out and, unfortunately, in the midst of my less than graceful attempt to catch myself, I jammed my shoulder. After 4 weeks, it’s still causing me grief.
Despite the pneumonia and the shoulder pain, I have been actively cleaning out the yard and taking advantage of the early and fabulous springtime weather here on the West Coast. I also managed to go for a short walk without coughing up a lung and caught up on all my work stuff that was temporarily on hold during my recovery and ski trip. Oh, and I also managed to get taxes done too, talk about a good time!
I can’t help but think my quick recovery is due to my tendency to live an active lifestyle and eat well (along with too many sweets on occasion). What do you think? I still have a bit of aways to go but I know it won’t be long until I can get back to running! Now onto a busy spring season with tons of family activities and I can’t wait!