I want to tell you about the week I returned from Barcelona – it was dramatic. So much so, I didn’t tell you about it when it happened – in a way, I’m still processing some stuff.
I got back from Barcelona exhausted yet satisfied. I had a nice time with my mum, managed not to lose – nor hit – any teenagers, and learned a bunch. Everything was handled perfectly in my absence, from the Kitty’s antibiotics to the Airb’n’bud and guests (thank you so much B. x), and I had a solid (and realistic!) plan for the week coming.
Heading to the vet for the Kitty’s check-up, I thought I had it all under control. My work shifts, my business time, my freelance time, my packing time, my driving time (taking into account potential traffic, yes really). At the vet, the cat freaked and hid under the sink. This has happened before. The ferocious bite that followed when I tried to retrieve her had NOT happened before.
Long story short, I ended up being sent to the hospital later that day when my finger quadrupled in size. I received an emergency Tetanus shot and heavy antibiotics. Now, I know what you probably think – it’s not that bad. The thing is, it really threw me off my tracks. I left the next morning at 6am for my business trip to Brussels and all I could think about was: must keep going.
Meetings, lunches, networking drinks, sleep, repeat.
It’s a truly great job, at least in my eyes, yet it takes a lot out of you. Add the side-effects of the antibiotics to the mix, and you have a truly awful, dizzy and nauseous couple of days. I was anxious about driving, conscious about my meetings (“Did I say too much? Should I have added this or that?), and generally feeling pretty poorly (wrapped up finger and all). Did I mention the irrational fear I would lose my finger?
Did I still manage?
Did I slow down?
Not really (although, I did focus on the task at hand for these few days, which is often a challenge for multi-passionate entrepreneur me).
Should I have stayed home instead?
Maybe. Maybe not.
The truth is, I don’t have a hard-earned lesson for you. I’m still figuring this bit out.
I wanted to share, though, because I know a lot of us struggle to put ourselves first, even when it comes to our health. We think we have to, got to, must do. We don’t want to let anyone down. What’s one more trip/meeting/hour/day/email anyway? 99% of the time, I genuinely believe I can do it all.
SPOILER ALERT: I can’t.
And that’s ok.
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You don’t have to figure it out all by yourself.