Still sick

Still sick. Miserably sick. But, it could be worse...I can move around, and I could probably eat if I got up off my ass and did so. I really just want to stay here in bed with the covers up over my head, though. Maybe later...

This does remind me of something I've mentioned before, but probably need to go into more detail about. Right now, I feel horrible. I know, intellectually, that a couple days ago, I felt great. And that a couple days from now, I'll be back to my old self as well. But I can't say I 'remember' feeling well. I know that I did. My body seems to have forgotten how that feels, however. It knows how it feels now, which is poor.

Depression is often like that, too. When I get depressed, I know intellectually that I wasn't always that way, and that I won't always feel that way, but when I'm in the middle of it, I only know how I feel THEN. At that point, it's up to my mind to overcome my feelings. To remind myself, that just like being sick now, it's a temporary problem that will go away. There might be things I can do to help it along, but it's a sickness that will pass, and I can't always just flip a switch and make it go away. Sometimes, you just have to wait it out.

My mind and body do very well telling me when things aren't going well. They don't do quite as good a job telling me when they are...which is when my intellect has to take over.