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Recovering

I am recovering slowly. I woke up this morning and in my infinite wisdom, decided I was sick and tired of being sick and tired so I thought I'd will myself better. Wayne left early so I took a shower, got dressed and walked Ethan to nursery school (an hours walk there and back - after 4 days in bed). I went to the grocery store, did some shopping and walked back carrying the bags.
By the time I got home, I felt like I was going to drop. The coughing started again followed by the fatigue, nausea and headache. Needless to say, I took a cab to pick him up and I've been taking it easy for the rest of the day.
I miss the days of having a car. Living in the UK (in our financial situation) a second car is just not an option. With gas prices being sky high & insurance rates being ridicules, I don't know who could afford it. I don't know too many 2 car families out here that's for sure.
Plus, we don't even have a second parking space out side the house. I'd have to hunt for parking around the neighborhood everyday and walk back to the house (with a three year old at toe). let's face it - I might as well walk. But oh how I miss having a car. Last week, I had to ask my a friend to pick up Ethan from nursery for me because I felt too bad to even think about getting a cab. She was a God send and went completely out of her way to take care of it for me. Today, I didn't want to have to depend on anyone so I forced it. A bit too soon. I really hope I'm better by Wednesday or it will be week 3 of putting off training.

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