The sick has been stuck in my body since the end of October. I toughed it out for two weeks before finally heading for the doctor. Now, I’ve ran through a week of antibiotics and I’m still not feeling better. Three weeks and counting.
I’m also having issues feeling like I’m eating enough. I can hear it now:
“You don’t eat enough.”
“You’re too skinny.”
“Go eat a cheeseburger.”
“Have a bowl of ice cream.”
I’ve heard this my whole life. Before you say it again, hear me out. I love being thin. I’ve had long talks with my doctor about my weight and he and I believe that I am on target for my height and bone structure. In other words, I’m lucky. I also know that my metabolism is fast, meaning that eating good balanced meal will leave me ravaging for food just three hours later. It’s just how I work. Need a snack? Check my desk drawer(s).
There are days, like today, where I feel worn out, hungry, and achy. I know it’s from this cold that just won’t go away. There are also days where I can feel exhaustion in my bones. I’m a working mom and wife. Some days, I forget about me. Some days there is no balance – it’s all about others and not about me. Some days, I know I just don’t eat enough. That’s the life I live as a mom to a 4 year old and the wife of a Type 1 Diabetic. Some days are just hard.
Today is a day where I could eat all day, and still not feel full. Something tells me it’s because my body is fighting off this cold with all it’s might so I can be well. Something also tells me that it won’t last forever. But in days like this, I feel so tired and hungry and achy, it’ shard to remember that I am a healthy person – and one of the lucky ones.
