Right Side of the Rash

Day 5: I woke up on the right side of the bed today. Despite getting only 4 hours of sleep, I felt energetic and ready to face the day. It's a new day, the slate is wiped clean.  I was even singing, "Yes, words can't bring me down, So don't you bring me down today" in my head. That shows the magnitude of the situation/my mood. Not anything or anyone was going to ruin my day. As all of these positive thoughts are running through my mind and the good energy is practically beaming out of me, I discover something horiffic.

A rash. That's right a red, bumpy, head to toe rash. Just the word rash makes you itch. I bet you just scratched yourself, don't deny it. I'm not going to go into any more details about the r*** because no one wants to hear about nasty things like that. If I am grossed out by even writing about it, how much more so will the reader be reading about it. The r*** is probably being caused by one of my new medications but I'm still waiting for my doctor's appointment for the final verdict.

Anywho, so I woke up feeling on top of the world. I was ready to dominate. Seriously...DOMINATE! I was going to go to a boot camp class at the gym, then go to my therapist appointment, and then go shopping for beads to make some bracelets. Yep, shopping for beads. Hardcore. I had my whole day planned out but it had all been ruined  by the thing that shall not be named. I cannot go out in public looking like a leper. The only part of my day that stayed the same was seeing my therapist. Joy. I hope you can all see the sarcasm dripping off of that word.

This post could easily turn into a "woe is me" rant, but no. Not going to happen. I am still in the best of moods. I am estatic about life. The birds are chirping, there's a nice breeze blowing in through the window, it's warm but not too hot, I'm jamming to some upbeat tunes...life is freaking good! Not just good, great! My plans (they weren't that great of plans anyway) fell through, so what? I can do them another day.

I now have the opportunity to be lazy without feeling guilty about it. I can take an oatmeal bath, laze around with The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, and maybe even have a movie/t.v. show marathon of some sort. Star Trek, House, the Lord of the Rings series, the Star Wars series, the Spider-Man series, etc. I have a lot of options in regards to the T.V. I can lounge around eating Hot Cheetos (my favorite chip by the way) and not have to worry about a single calorie. I am declaring today an official sick day. I rarely have days where I feel like this, so I'm not going to let anything ruin it. I also rarely have a positive attitude, so enjoy it while it lasts. Well, I'm off to enjoy this glorious and majestic day. :)