I was mad. I was mad that this stupid virus took away 5 days of my life. I was mad that my perfectly thought out meal plan was messed up. I was mad that I got behind on laundry. I was mad that I couldn't work out. Then, I stopped. I realized that being mad about being sick was almost as time consuming as being sick. I also put it in perspective. Yes, this week sucked, but, it could have been worse.
We are a very healthy family. I can not imagine how bad this week would have been if we weren't healthy. Everyone recovered rather quickly. How fortunate was that? I was so busy being mad that I forgot about how lucky we actually are. It could have been worse. I can always catch up on laundry, make a new meal plan, and work out a different time. One week later, we are all back to normal and our lives are the same crazy busy.Honestly, nothing had changed. How very wonderful is that? We are all happy and healthy.
I am sick and tired of being sick and tired, but I'm also grateful. I'll catch up with all my tasks. I'm so fortunate I can do that. The moment I let go of being mad about getting sick, everything that I had fallen behind on no longer seemed impossible. So, I learned a lesson. I need to be better at taking life as it comes. It's something I'll work on.