Yesterday was a rough day. Today was a little more so. Today I felt enough uncomfortable things going on to feel like maybe I’ve caught COVID. I tested negative and now don’t think that is what’s up.
I think it’s just a rough day, in more of the I’ve got a severe case of Man Cold and a I started the day wanting to create a whole lot of feeling sorry for myself drama about it.
Here’s how I talked myself out of that, and got myself out of that. Not rocket science, or any kind of science, but works well for me:
Course corrected my mindset - things were not / are not terrible
Resisted the urge to throw in the towel and sleep all day and maybe overeat some comfort foods
Took some light meds to address inflammation and headache
That’s my part of it. Then there was the power of the support from my best pal and office colleague up there in the image at the top of this post. She made it clear to me that she knows how bad I feel, that she’s watching me carefully and worried about me, that she cares for me.
I know her character and the ways she stares at me well enough to know all that. The best medicine I know.
Nice one Patrick. Hang in there please.
Get well. Adopted a dog a year ago. The love is starting to run really deep.