I feel absolutely shagged
And not in the way that I would like.
March 2010 I ended up with a bad case of glandular fever (along with tonsillitis and sinusitis at the same time urgh). By May I had to drop out of university, was at the same time kicked out of my flat by my ex-boyfriend, and for the next 9 months I was stuck in bed 5 days out of 7 because I had no energy to do anything. Even just taking a walk down to the surf club and back (25 minutes each way) would mean that I’d collapse when I got home and sleep through the better part of the next day.
February 2011 I was told that I was more or less well enough to head back to Wellington and go back to university, provided I doped myself up on immune system boosters and didn’t exert myself too much (a bit of a ridiculous agreement considering it was an hour walk up and down hills to get to university and back). By cleaning up my diet, gradually incorporating exercise, cutting back my alcohol consumption a lot, and becoming less stressed in general I found that I was rarely sick, had plenty of energy, and it was only after a particularly taxing night that I’d want to spend the next day in bed. Last year was one of the healthiest years I’ve had since I was a kid, and had barely a tickle of GF.
This week just gone has been absolute bollocks. My head is stuffed, my glands are swollen like crazy (since getting GF I’ve found that this is the first sign of trouble), I get heavy sweats at night, and I’ve had no energy at all. I haven’t been able to work out this week -I tried a plyo workout with the mister the other night, after 20 minutes I stopped and promptly fell asleep- and just general walking around town leaves me exhausted. My mister couldn’t even wake me up this morning, and I’m a ridiculously light sleeper.
It’s probably just a combination of having gone out every weekend this month, the weather, and too much stress, but I am worried that it could end up being another bout of glandular fever, and I really can’t afford to be stuck on my arse for another 9 months. It’s a bit of a kick to the face, and a sign that I should probably start taking better care of myself. I’m already sick to death of laying around snoozing all day - I need to get out of the house, or lift shit, or something :(
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