Now don't take me wrong, not all that has been happening has been bad and this is not a whiney post. I've just been observing things recently and really realized the scope of this term.
Everything started with my allergies acting up and making me really itchy, which led to an infection. The infection was bad an on both legs and my doctor took blood and some skin for testing and observation. Well the antibiotics worked, but they caused every single one of their side effects. Every morning it was a roll of the dice to see if I would be dizzy, nauseous, sunburned easily, sleepy or had no appetite, and it kept me on my toes by throwing in some days were I felt fine. Then on the last day of the antibiotics I developed full body hives and was taking tons of antihistamines, when I got a call from my doctor.
In a somewhat surprised voice my doctor let me know that I'm in perfect health. I am slightly over weight, but I've beaten my family history of diabetes and since I run 3-4 times a week my weight is going down. My cholesterol is below average, and when paired with my very low blood pressure, it is a sign my heart is doing well. My thyroid is functioning normally and my doctor told me that she could not even tell I have anaemia from my blood tests. Her advice was to just keep taking Benadryl and wait it out.
While this all going on I started to realized I needed to either find a new job, or drop my current one down to part time, when the Yarn Harlot had my bags on her blog and the business exploded. 2 weeks ago I was just selling the bags I had made, making the Dr Who bags, and had taken on a custom order that would pay the business bills. Now suddenly in 3 days I had as many orders as what I normally had in a month. I was shipping left and right, ignoring the laundry, making pizza or burritos for 4 days, doing emergency runs to the fabric store for supplies, had a crash course in my new shipping software, and trashing my office. I have no plans to sleep tonight.
Then while on my way home from work I got stuck in traffic while driving Ben's new (new to him that is) car when it overheated. I have enough experience with cars that overheat on me due to blown head gaskets that I started looking and listening for the usual signs of a blown head gasket without thinking as I pulled over. I called Ben to tell him what happened and learned that my car was undrivable. I was driving Ben's car because my car (affectionately named Henry after Henry of Navarre) was having issues with it's driver side brake and Ben had taken everything off to find I needed a new brake pad and rotor. The traffic was so bad that I was able to almost completely cool down the car as Ben drove the van in the opposite direction to one exit down from me and then come back up the highway to where I had pulled over. We put water in the car and took a farm road to the closest town.
Good news is that the car made it home without overheating again and that by the time we checked everything the traffic was nothing till 1 mile from home, and then it was still moving.
Now tonight I'm planning on powering through the custom orders, some new bags, and the rest of the shipping.
Wish me luck!