Lesson of the week. Of the last months.
This week I get a coughing fit whenever I leave the house (cold air, movement) or move at more than snail pace even at home.
So apart from going to the GP or the hospital for x-rays and to the supermarket, I don’t do much.
I watch the DVDs I on my shelf that I’ve never seen – Darjeeling Limited was not bad. Belle was alright.
I re-read most of my Jane Austen books… And watch every version of Pride and Prejudice I’ve got… I youtube and facebook and sleep.
And I try, for now, to not worry about everything else. I don’t see the cough getting better, despite antibiotics. Waiting for the test results of the x-ray.
I think this is just my body saying what I’ve been feeling for ages – I need to slow down. I need to live better. What I’m doing is not working for me. I’m exhausted.
I have no solutions to the questions this brings up about where I work and where I live. I’ve been searching for answers for a while already, and can’t find any.
I hope God has a few things planned to help me out…