I'm one of those annoying sorts of people who like to be doing.
I can easily fill my days and then some.
Which is why learning that I am iron deficient has knocked me for six.
Currently, I can't just ignore it and carry on.
My body is saying no and saying no very loudly.
And fairly quickly, at that.
Having a lie-down after lunch or lounging on the sofa with a book is not me shirking.
It's what's needed.
Taking time for a hour of pampering is also welcome (manicure and eyebrow wax), because of the need to be still.
Rest and recuperation really are just what the doctor ordered.