I turned 44 last week.
When I was a kid, I considered anyone in their 40's a fossil.....now that I'm in my 40's...it doesn't sound so old anymore.
I consider myself pretty lucky as I don't get sick much, but when I do.....LOOK OUT!!!
I was actually looking forward to my birthday. My family was going to take me out to dinner last Friday and then my parents were going to have a nice birthday dinner for my husband and I Saturday night. (Jeff's birthday was Monday...he turned 45). So when Friday rolled around I was kind of pumped to spend time with family.
My birthday had gone pretty well. My co-workers took me to lunch, I finished up my work earlier than usual....it was pretty nice so far. However, my trip from work to pick up Ryan and Patrick from school was starting to worry me, my stomach started doing summersaults. I shrugged it off thinking I must have had too much to eat at lunch....HA!
I got home and ended up in bed with a virus that royally kicked my butt! I was in bed for 2 days and when I wasn't in bed, I was on the sofa barely moving. The thought of food made me shiver....
Needless to say...I didn't get either of my birthday dinners. I'm still trying to introduce food back into my system...and it's been a WEEK!
The older I get, the more time it takes me to get over any illness...I guess that is just one of the many wonderful things about getting old isn't it!?
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