This week I had spent it fighting the flu. I think a lot of the past months I’ve been battling through changes in life, some of them basic like overly thinking about mistakes I’ve said in conversations, trying to improve my physical abilities on the soccer pitch, and figuring out what it is I want to do with my life.
But all of that just went out the window as I was in and out of sleep, body aching and feeling chills for 3 days in a row. Nothing matter but just to feel well again.
There’s this fogginess and tiredness that comes from being sick, which kind of numbs your senses. Not the same as depression or grief, but a physical sense that you cannot get up and do the things you may have been able to regularly do before.
I was able to step out into the sun for a bit to get some groceries on day 5 of my sickness and felt a strange sense of appreciation for the warmth of the sun. And the ability to stand and be in the world walking. But also with the sad realization that I still had a couple of days to push through to truly start to feel decently again. Not fully recovered yet, not strong enough yet.
The funny thing is that the mind still finds ways to still generate issues even while sick with a flu. No matter how sick the body is, the mind must also work its own sicknesses out as well.
But here’s to people’s health, and for those healthy, appreciate and enjoy the ability to live and enjoy life.