My throat feels like someone ran a cheese grater through it. While I'm not as stuffed up as I was yesterday due to taking decongestants, my head hurts and I just generally feel like something the cat dragged in. My husband made me one of his nasty sour toddies last night (5 points) and that helped me to warm up and get to sleep. Still, UGH. I should have stayed home today but I couldn't. I am a business analyst and I'm on the tail end of a systems inventory and problem assessment. My last work session with business users is today. No one else has the skill set to conduct this session, so here I am. I've warned everyone that I'm ill and I'll have my junior BA print all the handouts and give them out so I won't spread germs that way.
There is a bright side to all this. In the past when I've been on a diet and I got sick, I would let depression take over and I'd go off the dieting rails. Not this time. I've stayed within my daily points. In fact, even with the toddy, I was a little bit under yesterday. The notion of gaining back that 12 pounds I lost just shuts my brain down. I know my weight loss is going to slow dramatically. I'm not giving up that jump start!
I even climbed that blasted flight of stairs yesterday and this morning. My goal is to do that every day of the work week for a month. Then after a month, I'll add a second flight.
But still, I hope I get over this soon. Blech.