Lucky?

Posted by Nuzzling Muzzles

After proclaiming that I was going to focus on my physical health, all hell broke loose with my body.  First, I went from being an insomniac to not being able to stay awake.  I tried to push past it by exercising, thinking I just needed to kick that adrenaline into gear.  I cut out a prescribed medication that made me sleepy and stopped drinking coffee, which messes with my digestive tract. 

I've been working out on our in-home equipment and went hiking.  I felt fine, and then all of the sudden on the drive back home I was overwhelmed with nausea.  I thought I was going to have to pull off at the next turnout, open the driver's side door, and vomit in front of my friend.

Fortunately, the feeling only lasted for about two minutes, but I was confused as to how I could go from feeling fine to feeling like I had to projectile vomit within a matter of seconds.  Usually there are other symptoms that warn you when you are coming down with the flu or food poisoning.

That night my eyes started burning so badly that I turned off the ceiling fan because it was blowing air on my eyeballs and it hurt too much.  The next morning I awoke with abdominal cramps, a headache, ear aches, sore throat, chills, and the inability to stay awake.  I slept most of the day, and when I was awake I felt frustrated that once again I was too sick to focus on my physical health.

I had plans to go to the farmer's market to buy some fruit and vegetables.  It is only open during the summer months on Wednesday mornings.  I suspect this was my last chance to go and I missed it.

Fortunately, I awoke this morning feeling fine thanks to NyQuil.  I've been running errands and doing chores non-stop until just now when I felt the need to sit down and relax.  I had an interesting thing happen.  For Sunday Stills I posted pictures of a praying mantis and a couple of people told me that a praying mantis is a sign of good luck.  I had to laugh at that and thought, "Maybe good luck for others, but my luck still hasn't changed."

Then this morning I walked into the bank and was the first in line.  The teller said, "You must be a very lucky person." 

"Why's that?" I asked.

She said, "Because you arrived at the perfect time when no one else was in line.  Just a few minutes before you arrived, we had customers lined up all the way out the door and into the parking lot for two hours straight."

Wow.  That was lucky, and I would have never known it had the teller not informed me.  I detest long lines.  There are so many better things I can be doing with my time besides waiting.  I'm also spoiled from living in what used to be a small town for so many years.  I'm used to getting served right away.  I guess someone is smiling down on me today.  I hope this keeps up, and that illness squeezed out that last of whatever it was that has been plaguing me for so long.