Pathetic

Today I broke down and went to the doctor's office.  Ryan insisted.  As in, he made me an appointment before I even got up this morning.  I think he got kind of worried about me when I got really winded from going up the stairs in our house twice yesterday.  (It was Sunday morning and we were trying to get the kids ready for church.  Making several trips up and down stairs is par for the course.)  I went to church with the family.  I tried not to sit too close to anyone while I hacked away in the back of the primary room.  I had already missed one Sunday from this blasted virus.  Missing two was unacceptable.

After church, I had to lie down and do nothing for the rest of the day.  At dinner time I literally had no energy and had to prop up my head at the dinner table.  I felt utterly pathetic.

At the doctor's office it was determined I had bronchitis and borderline walking pneumonia.  On one hand, it was a relief to know there was a reason for my symptoms.  On the other- how sad is it I suffered through 12 days of this before deciding to do something.