{"id":1881,"date":"2013-05-15T14:40:32","date_gmt":"2013-05-15T18:40:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/barefootandpregnant\/?p=1881"},"modified":"2017-03-09T17:05:23","modified_gmt":"2017-03-09T22:05:23","slug":"woe-is-me","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/barefootandpregnant\/2013\/05\/woe-is-me.html","title":{"rendered":"Woe is Me"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<\/head>

I\u2019m still sick. Pneumonia is so lame. I haven\u2019t had it since I was a kid, and I was imagining that getting over it would be like getting over bronchitis or a sinus infection: here\u2019s your antibiotics and some cough medicine, and bam, 2 days later you end up forgetting to take the rest of your antibiotics because you feel so much better.<\/p>\n

No, pneumonia is not like that at all. The doctor put me on two concurrent antibiotics. I finished the first one last night and am halfway through the second, and I fully expected, after feeling marginally better yesterday, to wake up this morning and be well enough to work out, clean the house, and generally be cheerful.<\/p>\n

Hell no. I feel worse today than I did yesterday. I can hear my own chest rattling every time I breathe in and out. After every coughing fit I\u2019m shocked that my lungs aren\u2019t on the floor. My head is splitting, I\u2019m dizzy, I have chills, and I feel like my limbs weigh a thousand pounds.<\/p>\n

This is seriously cramping my style. Kassie (yes, Kass-tacular herself)<\/a> is coming to visit us this weekend and I gave myself permission to be sick until tomorrow, at which point I must begin conquering the house that has gone almost entirely unchallenged for two solid weeks of sickness. Also, the girls have dance recitals this weekend, I have lunch duty tomorrow, the Ogre has serious dissertation work to do, and I absolutely MUST get back to working out. I put on ten whole pounds from the combination of steroids, birthday cake, and immobility. I\u2019m starting to have panic attacks about my jeans not fitting again. I don\u2019t have time for all this sickness crap!<\/p>\n

I tried to will myself into feeling better this morning. I realized after being awake for about 2 hours that I wasn\u2019t just tired, I was death warmed over. So I decided not to be. I just started humming and unloading the dishwasher like I felt great.<\/p>\n

I managed to keep it up for about an hour before collapsing on the couch, surrounded by half-folded laundry, and realizing that the only thing I was going to be able to do for the rest of the day was convert oxygen into carbon dioxide.<\/p>\n

My little brother sent me this to make me feel better, though, and I\u2019m sharing it with you because it\u2019s hilarious.<\/p>\n