Life Update: Unwell

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It never occurred to me until this past couple of weeks that I’ve never been that sick. Oh sure, I’ve had a couple of nasty bouts of the flu and my share of run ins with colds, but never anything that wouldn’t go away with time, sleep, and Nora Ephron movies.

But a couple of weeks ago, I was exhausted as I drove into work and as soon as I sat down at my desk this overwhelming malaise washed over me. I eventually started having flu-like muscle aches and I braced myself for a virus. It never came. Instead, the aches traveled to my joints. And the fatigue. I wake up and feel immediately like going back to sleep.

These symptoms are scary in their nebulousness. I did the exact thing you’re not supposed to do–Googled my symptoms. Everything from chronic fatigue to MS to bacterial meningitis came up. Meanwhile, at 10 days in, I wasn’t feeling any better.

Frock Files | Unwell

Those of you who are connected with me on Instagram know that I went to urgent care last Friday. Let’s just say that it was a disaster. So yesterday, I went to my new GP for the very first time and she decided to run blood tests for a whole host of things (B12 deficiency, D deficiency, thyroid disease…the list goes on). But she also put me on Doxycycline, the antibiotic used to treat Lyme disease, while we await the results. It makes me so, so sick.

Am I too old to say that I want my parents? Whenever I get sick, I wish I could be magically transported straight to my childhood bedroom for a steady stream of my mom’s cooking, freshly picked papaya, creme crackers, guava juice, and parental reassurance. All of this is happening as James’ dad has been in the hospital, so I’m enduring this mostly on my own. Kona, while a good napping partner, hasn’t yet been trained to fetch bowls of soup.

And yet. After my bouts of inward tantrums (“I’m so tired of being tired!”), what lies beneath is this realization that I understand something more deeply. (For being raised in a Buddhist family, I had quite a Christian upbringing, and this quote has always stuck with me:)

strong

This is my mantra as I wait for these test results. This is my will for James’ dad as we try to figure out what’s wrong with him. Strength, it seems, can surface in the unlikeliest of times.

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Image beneath quotation via Stocksy

Life Update: It’s August Already?!

This was July:

This Was July (2014) | Frock Files

Delicious food and gorgeous ambiance at a new restaurant called La Brasa in Somerville.

This Was July (2014) | Frock Files
This Was July (2014) | Frock Files

The biggest highlight of the month: a visit from my parents, who spoiled us (especially Kona) rotten.

This Was July (2014) | Frock Files

This Was July (2014) | Frock Files

After years of comically bad dates, my great friend Stephen finally met The One. (She’s fantastic!) Here they are, two years later. Happily ever after.

This Was July (2014) | Frock Files
This Was July (2014) | Frock Files

With these summer days flying by, we’re trying to remember to enjoy every single moment.

This Was July (2014) | Frock FilesThis Was July (2014) | Frock Files

…even though the trees have already begun to turn.

Here’s to another month of summer (fingers crossed!) fun!

P.S. More photos on Instagram! (Kona has her own account too. Because we’re those crazy dog people.)

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