Yes, a long trip always requires some time to recover when one returns. There's the inevitable mountain of laundry, a trip to the grocery store to restock the fridge, returning phone calls, cleaning out email inboxes, etc. etc.
That's what I was up to on Monday and Tuesday. Then Wednesday I awoke feeling a little queasy. A little off. I was determined to beat it with mind over matter. I wasn't sick. Since I felt badly that morning, I stopped after one cup of coffee (coffee has got to be the worst thing to put in an upset stomach), and I didn't eat breakfast. I thought that I was okay, so the kids and I got out to cross some more to-dos off our list (in addition to all the regular post-trip stuff, Amanda leaves for sleepaway camp on Sunday, so there's that).
By noon, I was wiped out, my stomach hurt, and I needed to get home. I dropped Amanda off with her friend (since playdates are essential to children after being away for any length of time), and Kyle and I returned home, where I laid down on the couch and dozed and moved as little as possible. Yep, it had hit.
I thought I was okay on Thursday, and my piece of breakfast toast was sitting well, so when we were at Costco, I had a piece of pizza for lunch. Bad idea. We returned home, and I took up residence on the couch again and stuck to applesauce and chicken noodle soup.
I think I'm back to 100% today, but just to be sure, I stuck with my trusty toast for breakfast and will have my chicken noodle soup for lunch. I'm going to a "gourmet party" tonight, so I hope I'll be able to taste to my heart's content.
From what are you recovering this week?