My doctor was very clear about not trying to catch up with everything the minute I get home. I smiled when she said it because of course I wanted to jump online and check emails and follow up with projects as soon as possible.
But she was quite right. I didn't have the strength to even walk from the recliner to the kitchen without my legs turning to lead and my breathing reduced to huffing and puffing. Wow. It reminded me of the time Drew had pneumonia and he had to sit and rest every few feet when he tried to walk. I felt so bad for him then. Now I know how he felt.
The one expenditure-of-energy luxury I allowed myself was to climb in the shower and let the water run. Ooooh, it felt sooooooo good. Bed baths are fine, but there is nothing like a warm soothing shower to help you feel warm and relaxed.
It was nice to sit up during the daytime, and the tiredness wasn't as overwhelming as it had been. But I certainly understood what the doctor meant when she said my body had been through a major illness and would take time to return to good levels.
So for today, I take it easy. I remember my physical therapy exercises, and determine to start them again. Just not today. Maybe tomorrow.
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