Rockin' the Flu Bug

Lately, I have had the flu. I had full blown body aches, fever, throwing up…the whole deal.
Let me back up. Prior to getting sick this past week, I was pretty healthy. I rarely got sick, and I made sure to take Vitamin C every day in order to keep up my good record. My roommate and I are trying to get in shape, so I eat well, and we exercise each night. We do cardio exercises (running and biking) in addition to yoga and crunches. We had a strict regimen, and it was working for us.
I am one of those people that does their homework ahead of time. I am paranoid about forgetting to do something, so I always write everything down on post-its that I stick on my light above my desk. I try to stay pretty on top of things.
However, getting sick threw a wrench into my well-oiled life. I was too tired to do anything more strenuous than walking down to the dining center. I was constantly sleeping, and when I was awake, I was running fevers of 100 to 102. I was miserable. I kept watching my post-it collection grow, but I never had the energy (or the presence of mind…I was on a lot of medications) to get my work done. It was incredibly frustrating to me to not be able to do everything.
I laid in bed mostly, and I read when I wasn’t sleeping. However, after a few days in bed, I realized that I should not be depressed. Sure, I was sick, but it gave me a chance to rest. Granted, I wasn’t exactly feeling wonderful, but I still got some much needed sleep in. I also had time to think.
I had been scheduling my life down to the minute before, and I needed to learn to allow myself some down time. Our lives can’t be filled with all work and no play. We need to take time to relax and, pardon the cliché, smell the roses. Even if you can’t smell them through all the congestion in your head.