Thank you everyone for reading about my adventures in Costa Rica. Your comments and encouragement were especially rewarding. I was really on the fence about the trip before going–despite already paying for the thing. Maybe it was nerves, or maybe it was another emotion that I cannot put a name on. Either way, I am very glad I went. I did some extraordinary things there and based on the bruises and scrapes, probably wouldn’t be able to do them had I put it off too much longer.
Though I survived the bumps and lumps, I was felled by something else. Shortly after I came back, I succumbed to the flu. I don’t know if it was because I was rundown from my vacation, or if the change in temperatures got me (if that could actually do it?). Maybe I should have slept more.
As a Canadian, I expect the flu once every winter, or every other winter. This year, it got me bad. My joints ached, my appetite fell to nothing, and the chills shook me for hours, or what seemed like hours. It was truly horrible. I didn’t get the flu shot, but now I definitely think I should have.
I am quite lucky that I have people who care about me and did a nice job of looking after me when I wasn’t stubbornly looking after myself. I can be irascible when I feel good, so I can’t imagine I am any better when sick.
I wish I could say I bounced back quickly, but that wouldn’t really be the complete truth. I am much better, but bounce seems to imply a kind of speedy turnaround. I would characterize it as having clawed my way back to a reasonable level of health. I’ve got a few more steps to make. I wouldn’t characterize it as a marathon or something gruelling either.
As for the lack of Perfect Moments, well, aside from losing weight, there isn’t much one can comment on from a sickbed. I also didn’t have the energy or motivation to blog. Tomorrow is another day, though.