Day Sixty-Four

I coughed really hard in the night again.  So hard that I found myself saying, "I can't do this anymore."  I wondered if a hospital would have a way to better control my coughing than my prescription cough medicine and steam.  I ran the shower for a while to get even better steam.  

I was up a few times briefly in the night, but stayed in bed past eight o'clock, which is highly unusual for me.  I had really wanted to go to the gym to just weight-lift a little bit, but, after coughing again like that, I didn't dare.

The most important thing I need to do right now is get over this illness.

I had the day to myself.  My children were with their father, and my husband was at work.  My older son is, I guess, at work or with friends.  I went to Costco earlier in the week, and I decided I only needed to go to one store today.  I puttered around the house, doing laundry and some light housework but nothing major.  Changing and washing our bedding because we have been sick, washing kitchen surfaces, emptying wastebaskets.  I rested between things.  I practiced the piano and organ for a little while.  

I wanted to try the intermittent fasting and fast until eleven or noon, but I couldn't do that due to my antibiotic.  So, I made myself two eggs.  One day this week, I made the mistake of taking my antibiotic with my other morning pills, on an empty stomach, and it very nearly made me puke.  Mark had made me some eggs, and I'd gobbled them fast, but, standing over the toilet, I'd directed him to bring me a glass of milk to coat my stomach, and that worked, just in time.

Thinking about that and also trying to get more vegetables into me, I had tomato juice with my eggs this morning.  That worked, and then I didn't eat anything else until after noon.

So, for today, I have had: protein--eggs, ham, a handful of almonds, and I'll have milk before bed; vegetables--tomato juice, a can of shoestring beets, and a small serving of leftover fried potatoes and onions; fruit--lemon tea, a few slices of dried peaches, and I'm snacking on cherries now.  I can't decide what to have for supper.  I'm tempted to not have supper, but I have to take my antibiotic again.  Maybe a can of tuna.  Maybe a small bowl of oatmeal and raspberries.  I wish I could trust prepackaged soup.

At the store, my eyes just glazed over the displays of candy bars and things not on my list to eat.  I just got what I would need for the upcoming meals.  I am so interested now in getting healthier that I really don't think about anything else.  

I am really looking forward to this evening, because I am going to simply go back to bed, turn on my steamer, and read down my pile of newspapers.  That's my reward now that I have done my four sets of abs and the other things I needed to do today.

I hope, tonight, I don't cough.  I hope this coming week, I can start going back to the gym.  I hope this hundred days will make a marked impact on my life and health.