Almost a month ago, I tested covid positive - or as the lab results stated: “very strong positive” (translated).
Despite doctor’s instructions to rest, I continued pushing - going through busy days. I think this also prolonged my healing.
As I told my Mum: There’s literally nothing I can do now, but slow down. Surrender. 🙌🏼
This photo is from the night before my mishap. Looking at it, I started to feel sad thinking of the “could haves and should haves”.
The mix of emotions is natural, but I’m going to think that I’m actually on holiday here. 😃 As the doctor told me now: “You can chill a bit.”
Of course I’d much rather be spending my birthday week elsewhere, but…it is what it is.
Resisting will slow down my healing, so onwards and upwards we go. ✨
What I’m looking forward to today?
For a change of scenery, a possible “roll around” the hospital in a wheelchair when my husband is here during visiting hours. 😄