*cough* I can't, I’m sick.

The irony of writing a wellness breakdown while on antibiotics.

I just got back from Grand Cayman and immediately got slammed with one of those “colds” that makes it hurt to breathe, speak, and swallow. Not fun and the reason why I’ve been totally MIA.

Me @ Palm Heights when my post-karaoke anxiety was through the roof.

So the thing is, I rarely get sick. I swear by my preventative habits and products, and I was determined to power through with home remedies (propolis, cold plunges, saunas, immunity elixirs, all the works) and convinced myself it would pass quickly. Fast-forward four days and I’m still sick, and we’re about to take the kids to Mexico for spring break. I ended up going to my doc, and it turns out it’s not the strep, flu or COVID. We sent out a culture test for strep B but still waiting on those results. Long story short: I’m taking antibiotics for the next 10 days. I’m taking the kids to Mexico for spring break, so not ideal timing, but it is what it is.