I think part of it came because of a little prayer. You see, I had somehow scheduled quite a busy day on Sunday: PEC before church, then I really wanted to be at church for all three hours because I hadn't been for a couple of weeks and Sue, my Relief Society counselor, was out of town (on a much needed break, bless her heart!), and I didn't want to leave Emily to fend for herself. Plus I just miss all my church peeps. Then I had a visit scheduled and a surprise birthday party and home teachers.
Now I was willing to negotiate, I told God. Emily was at the ready in case I couldn't make PEC or the new member class at church. I was willing to leave Relief Society right after opening exercises. I could cut the visit short, or skip the party.
But guess what? I managed it. All of it. And it made me feel a bit successful.
That and I checked the messages on my landline. My spinal fluid is clear. No additional worries there. PHEW!
So yes, it's true, I haven't taken a tylenol or an advil since Friday. Although my head did buzz and swirl at the birthday party yesterday--let's just say there were a LOT of kids in a small-ish room hyped up on birthday cake. Oh boy.