I severely overestimated my health yesterday. After a day of rock climbing, I hung out with new friends til way too late last night. Stupid.
Also I overestimated my ability to withstand a long period of time in far from ideal & far from comfortable situations. Adelaide hostel = foul. The showers are like in a gym - one thin curtain separating you from the common area & nowhere to put your clothes to keep them dry. By "linens included" they meant you get ONE flat sheet. That's it. No fitted sheet, no blanket. I happened to bring a little airplane blanket so I thought I'd be ok. Nope. I was so uncomfortable & felt so sick - it was miserable.
Health: One step forward, two steps back.
After a day of dozing, tossing & turning, payphones eating my money, pharmacies being closed early, and other rotten annoyances, I finally caved & shelled out the money for a private room.
Best idea ever.
When I walked in & saw the double bed with its comforting white sheets AND blanket, its TWO pillows, the two FREE towels with a little soap & sewing kit & shampoo on them like in a real hotel, the mini-fridge and the TV that gets 3 channels, I started to cry. Not like my eyes welled up, no, I sobbed big gasping tears of relief.
If you think that's overly dramatic, let me just say, it is the lonliest, most desperate feeling to be alone in a foriegn place, sick, surrounded by strangers.
At least now I have a space of my own & I can sleep all day if that's what it takes to finally shake this thing.
Today I am so grateful & happy for:
~ a blanket
~ the grocery store carries medicine & was open on this holiday
~ sleep sleep & more sleep