Once upon a time there was a girl named Meleah.
Monday morning, Meleah woke up coughing violently, with flames in her throat, and a fever of 102.1. She couldn’t swallow. She couldn’t talk. And she couldn’t even lift her head off the pillow.
On Tuesday, Meleah still had a fever of 102.1, the glands in her throat were practically swollen shut, and when she tried to breathe it felt like an elephant was standing on her chest. She immediately called her doctor and scheduled an appointment.
After being poked, and prodded, and thoroughly examined, her doctor discovered she had strep throat and bronchitis. He ordered prescriptions and bed rest before having a conversation with her.
Because of Meleah’s extensive medical issues, and the fact that she is required to take autoimmune suppressants, she’s at a much higher risk for catching any kind of infections. So her doctor informed her to be more careful. He also suggested that instead of putting on her ‘Outfit’ and going ‘Outside’ six days a week she should lower her exposure by putting on her ‘Outfit’ and going ‘Outside’ three days a week. After reminding Meleah to accept certain physical limitations, her doctor then suggested the possibility of trying stay-at-home Yoga on the days she doesn’t take morning walks. And she reluctantly agreed.
And when she came home, she climbed back into bed, feeling utterly defeated.
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and Saturday, Meleah was still too sick to get out of bed.
She missed food, family, and fun, along with the first few nights of Hanukkah and Thanksgiving.
But she avoided being completely depressed by watching four seasons of ‘The Good Wife’ in four days, while playing ‘Words With Friends’ and ‘Bejeweled Blitz’ on her iPhone.
Thankfully, this morning, Meleah woke up FINALLY feeling slightly better.
At least well enough to change the sheets on her bed and well enough to write this blog post.
She really, really, really misses her morning walks.
And she really, really, really misses her blogging buddies.
But she doesn’t believe she skipped a week of Doing Things Differently – because even though Meleah was totally super sick and unable to put on her ‘Outfit’ or go ‘Outside’ she didn’t smoke a single cigarette for five days IN A ROW.
And that, my friends, is a fucking miracle.
PS: Just a reminder, Meleah is only blogging on Sundays during DTD. She will update with her weekly progress and she will read and comment on all of your blogs. In fact, she’s probably leaving you a comment right now.