Gettin' There

So, it was a verrrryyy long two weeks. I have never been out of work for that long. I was so, so sick. There were a couple of days that I was able to get out of the house, though... besides going to the hospital. On January 13, Eric came and got me and we went to a Jazz game. He was given tickets on the 20th row and he just knew we couldn't pass them up. He had pneumonia and my kidneys were trying to kill me, but it was really fun. We ate dinner, then hitched a ride with a guy on a ten-speed bike, pulling a buggy behind him. It was one of the funnest things I have ever done. I just sat and enjoyed being at the game, drinking Gatorade.

Last Friday, he called and told me he was getting me out of the house and it was time to eat real food. We went and got lunch, then he started driving south. I asked him where we were going and he said not to worry about it. We ended up at Farmington Station. I was able to walk around a little bit and get some fresh air. There were not many people there, so it was just fun to be out and about. I was so slow, but he is super patient with me so that was very, very helpful. It was just what I needed.

This is me this morning:

I am getting there. I am not as slow mentally and physically as I was. I am still drinking 100 ounces of cranberry juice a day, which is not my favorite but I'm doing it. I was able to go to the gym last night for the first time in weeks. Although I feel like I'm starting all over again, it was amazing to be back, trying and doing.

I made my babies dinner last night, which felt great. I am back at both jobs, and doing my best to do it all without over-doing it. Here's to no more infections that try to kill me!