11 days...

seem like eternity. I find that when I am sick I forget what it is like to be healthy. I have gone from one sick to another in the last 11 days and I can't seem to remember what it is like to feel good. (no help that medicines for both can cause 'marked drowsiness') To wake up refreshed, be energized and productive all day and go to bed without pain or propping of the head. This has all gotten me wondering how often I've gone 11 healthy days and not even noticed. Not counted at all. How when things are good I take them for granted. I'm learning the hard way how many things I take for granted in life...friendships, health, fitness, nutrition, faith. If 11 days of illness has felt like eternity, what is eternity going to feel like? I think about my friends and family who fight long term disease and still manage to conquer their world. I wonder..would I be strong enough? What if 11 days were 11 months or 11 years...eternity.

How does my heart beat?

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