Little did I know when I wrote my ‘Taking a Break‘ post, that I’d be taking a break for over 6 weeks.

I honestly thought that I’d have a week off from writing and hop right back in the saddle with a ‘yee-haw’ and a mischievous twinkle in my eye.

The last few weeks with the CFS have been tougher than I expected, and I honestly have no idea how I’ve kept working so long.  There were times in the office where I didn’t have the energy to stand up, and my body was screaming at me to stop.

I’ve got so many layers of aches and pains I’m like a giant onion of hurt.

And so I’ve finally stopped working for at least 2 weeks, and I gotta tell you – it feels great.  I don’t have to do anything.

I know what I’m like though – I’ll start feeling antsy that I’m not doing anything and start thinking of how I can be productive during my time off.  What can I be getting on with, what projects can I pick back up and get going with?

I’ve missed you guys so I’ll more than likely do a little bit of writing, but I’ve made myself a promise for the next couple of weeks that will stop my spiralling need to do stuff – my first priority is to do whatever my body wants, and everything else is secondary.

It’s a chance to put my body and health ahead of anything else, and it’s an opportunity I’m really grateful for.

I’m most certainly going to get over this, and my confidence in that fact is down to the fact that I’m still laughing.  Even when the room was spinning and I felt like throwing up, I was laughing with my colleagues about silly stuff.

I still know what matters to me.

The second I stop laughing I know I’m beaten, and that’s not about to happen.

So that’s why I trust that my body will heal and that’s why I’m confident that I’ll come out of this more ‘me’ than ever.

I might be down temporarily, but I’m most certainly not out.