Bad Weeks Can't Last Forever

The last week has been really difficult for me. I was very sick with strep throat and the flu, and then the medication I was on for the strep made me feel even worse. I haven't been able to eat much, was barely able to get out of bed/off the couch from Friday night through Wednesday evening, and I haven't had enough energy to work out, which has made me feel really bad about myself because cardio has become a huge part of my routine in the last couple of months. I missed three days of work, which probably isn't that big of a deal for someone who doesn't have anxiety and/or guilt about letting people down, but I do. I basically felt like I was going to be sick for the rest of my life. Yes, that sounds a little melodramatic now, but I haven't been that sick in a long time and it seriously messed with me. And during all of that, my papap (grandpa), who lives in Pennsylvania, was rushed to the hospital and ended up having a triple bypass. He and my nana are solid rocks of love, faith, and kindness in my life. Chuck and Nancy Neff are the foundation of my family and honestly, to me, have always seemed pretty invincible. I think this really shook our whole family.

I tell you all of that so that you'll better understand why today was a really good day. Not because of anything big, but because of a lot of little things. I got to sleep in and wake up not feeling awful, and then eat breakfast and run errands with my baby sis. I spent most of the afternoon hanging out with my friend's little girls, who are the definition of adorable and spunky! We played outside on the jungle gym, made galaxies in jars (involving a lot of paint and glitter, of course), we watched cartoons, and painted nails and just had a lot of silly fun and laughter. As I was leaving their house my best friend (who is in town right now, but I rarely see because she lives out of state) called and asked if I wanted to meet her for sushi at a new place. We spent a couple hours eating yummy food and talking about life, movies, and books. Okay, mostly books. When I got home I called and talked to my Nana for a bit and got an update on Pap. He's doing really well. He has a lot of therapy and healing ahead of him, but he's doing well! And now I'm just relaxing in a quiet apartment, about to crack open a book and spend the rest of the night doing whatever I want to do while feeling healthy and happy and content.

Last week was bad, but it's going to make this week that much better. I realize having the flu isn't the end of the world, and a bad week for me doesn't even compare to a bad week for some other people, but it made me stop this evening and pray a thankful prayer to God for my health and family and friends. I'm thankful for a good day and a lesson learned: bad weeks can't last forever.


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