I use the title not only as an homage to the similar sounding Spanish phrase, but because this stupid virus lasts FOREVER! I’m currently ending week three of dealing with this virus. It’s brutal.

First of all, I feel like I should’ve showed more sympathy to my friend, Joel, in college when he had mono and missed several weeks of classes. (He’s the only friend I can remember ever having mono.) I was supportive in takeout and helping him watch movies, though, so that’s something.

Second, I’ve learned a lot about mono, and don’t like what I’ve learned. It will be in my system forever, and could occasionally flair up. Luckily, these weeks should be the worst of it. Mostly it’s felt like the flu without the congestion. Feeling exhausted, achy, headaches, fever…blah. It’s a good thing I can still work from home, when I’ve felt up to it, because I haven’t been able to go into work very much at all.

However, there has been a bit of an upside. One is that it’s post-Orange Conference. I’d be freaking out if that hadn’t been the case. This time is actually one of the best for me to be sick, if that’s possible. I’m not too behind. Also I have a tendency to be a workaholic, so this time has enabled me to slow down. Well, I’ve been forced to slow down–to a halt. That’s good for me, though. I need to do more slowing down. It’s like a mini Sabbatical…where I feel terrible and don’t get to do anything fun. Thank goodness for Netflix and Hulu. And I’m very thankful for my friends that have been been really sweet about wanting to help in any way possible.

So, I guess there are couple tiny silver linings to it. Now, I just need to be well by the 31st for my vacay with Heather in NYC! Goal: set.

Still got some healing to do, but I’m on the mend.

If you ever have mono, let me know. I’ll be there to sympathize with you. You’ll need it.