Last week threw my life upside down. I got sick. Very sick. At a time when the last thing I needed was to be was down and out, ER visit type sick. But, it happened, and I couldn’t control a god damned thing about it. Because that is what happens when you run a thousand miles an hour, and forget that you need to take care of yourself too.
“But. But. But…I have things to do!! I have my husbands 40th birthday to plan! My father was just in the hospital…this is ridiculous! I can handle the pain!” I cried as they were wheeling me into the ER. Not my best moment, I admit.
In truth, I was frustrated that I couldn’t be the superhero. I was supposed to do it all! I was supposed to get my new website done, and prep for the party, and get new clients…the list goes on.
I was so pissed that my body had let me down once again. I was so pissed at yet another set back.
But, sometimes our bodies know better. Sometimes we get so busy, and so stressed that our bodies have to give us a wake up call. Sometimes we need a time out.
So, my friends, I am here with a good old fashioned bout of acute colitis. Lots of antibiotics, lots of painkillers, and lots of downtime to think about how I can make sure I don’t let my immune system get compromised again.
Meaning, I have to start being a superhero to MYSELF this time around.
As one of my favorite poets says: “The secret of life is to fall seven times, and get up eight”- Paulo Coelho
Life has a funny way of teaching us those lessons, even if it has to send you the ER to get the message.