For a little more than two weeks I walked around sniffing, snotting and coughing. I had fevers, I moaned and whined. Suddenly I woke up one morning and could breathe, Hallelujah!!! I had one week of recovering my strength and feeling better each day then my 15 year old son came down with this horrendous cold/flu thing and gave it back to me. So after another week of all the same crap I'm finally starting to feel a little bit better. Until I look in the mirror.
I have literally lived in my bathrobe for the past week. My diet has consisted of large amounts of daytime and nighttime cold medicine, tea and coffee. I haven't shaved my legs, my nose is all red and chapped looking, I have huge bags under my eyes and my skin is breaking out. It occurs to me thinking back that I have taken countless showers to wash off the sweat from fevers breaking during the week, and I've washed my hair, but rather than brushing it I've simply pulled it up into a scrunchy bun.
So the next step toward feeling human is to get my butt in the shower, shave, wash and condition my hair, do something about my face and put on real clothes.
It may seem like a small thing to actually perform basic hygiene steps but I'm amazed at how easy it has been to simply lie around and neglect all these things while I was sick. Now it's going to take at least a week to get my skin back in order, who knows how much hair I'll pull out when I attempt to brush it today and there's a really good chance that I'll need more than one razor to clear the jungle of body hair I've grown.
This is not how I planned to welcome springtime. I'd been working on my skin care regimen and taking care of my hair hoping to feel and look great when warm weather set in. Now I'd be satisfied to not look like Rudolph the red nosed reindeer, and not scare people when I head out to the mailbox.
My name is Suz and I'm just an everyday woman who is trying to figure out when exactly I turned old. I'm not a doctor or an expert- what I am is a woman who wants to know for myself and to share what I learn with other women.