I got mono and strep throat this month.
I was pretty irritated. I needed to be working. I’d moved and taken a lot of time off to pack and unpack. I was ready to have my life back, but instead I was told to sleep. And it’s all I could do.
A friend sent me this:
Mono and strep sounds pretty awful. I am sure that you catching up on sleep, I would imagine that sleep is a big part of the recovery. You seem like you might be someone who is not real good about getting adequate sleep…?
I used to not sleep much myself, and I had lots of really good reasons. I need a certain amount of quiet time, sometimes I get a burst of creativity late at night, lot of work to do, etc., etc., etc. And then someone far wiser than I am pulled me aside and reminded me that the intervention can only be as healthy as the intervener. The first and most important task, the most radical and political act is in taking good care of yourself so that the world may be appropriately educated, enlightened and irritated by your full contribution.
And my work is coming in between those times. My schedule is no longer dictated by anything except my need to sleep. I am only doing what’s best for me. And you know what? It is radical. It’s different from how I’ve ever lived. And it’s pretty awesome.
I will leave you with a recording of my strep voice.