When Your Plans Get Derailed
Well, I had all sorts of delusions of grandeur when it came to this site or maybe just a run of unfortunate timing. Michaela and I had planned to document our trip to Disneyland this past May with social media blitzes, images and reports from our Star Wars Day adventure. I learned a couple of things….
- I am not a social media influencer. I do not and will not consume my day behind my phone and miss the moments. While I use my mobile device quite a bit, I just didn’t want to miss everything for the sake of what I would post next. And since these memories we are making aren’t something we do for profit and we don’t build our daily lives around how many followers we have and the insatiable need for clout, we simply were just enjoying ourselves too much to take the time to post. Yikes. What a revelation. But it’s not like I don’t have stuff to offer. I still would like very much to document these memories, if for anything so there is a record and even if I am the only one who will ever see it. I WILL get to our Disneyland trip soon and will share what we learned by attending one of the most coveted events at Disneyland – May the 4th – STAR WARS DAY.
While I already know this, I am not a good sick person. I was immediately out of commission upon my return from Anaheim with a cold and while that only lasted a few days, real life caught up and I was busy at my “real job” and then a couple weeks later I caught a virus that brought on the worst cough I have ever had. That was on June 7. Today is July 27 and the cough still lingers and it’s only been til now that I have felt like logging back in to try and pick up where I left off. I won’t mince words… I was SICK. It wasn’t Covid. The doctor was absolutely zero help. He prescribed me a steroid which I told him I did not want to take because last time I took it I actually was plagued with the darkest thoughts and what it’d be like to drive in front of a train. Yeah, NOT COOL and despite my protesting he said I should take it anyway. I didn’t. I was miserable for an additional 10 days when finally my neighbor who is a physician’s assistant offered to listen to my lungs and prescribe me a steroid inhaler that was not the same steroid the previous doctor recommended and this one would go straight to the problem area instead of into my bloodstream. And while it didn’t make the cough go away or reduce the severity of coughing, it did reduce the inflammation of my lungs which helped them on the slow journey to finally healing. It’s been a long mucus filled summer and there is no poetic way to put it, I have not been pleasant to be around – in mood, physically, etc. Never have I ever felt… GROSSER and this includes when I contracted chicken pox when I was 21 and I felt like a giant human sized zit.
So anyway…. I feel like a corpse emerging from its crypt. Hopefully I will soon start to feel less like the walking dead and maybe get back at this with fun pictures and stories of our time in Disneyland this past spring, what we’ve been up to when we both haven’t been coughing up a lung (yep, poor Michaela caught it too and has had to balance illness with her summer classes…poor thing). We have a big trip to Hawaii planned for the fall and more to come in 2024. So we hope you come back and if you’re so inclined, drop us a line. We’d love to hear from you.
