The Mayo clinic says to get plenty of rest (which I already do), and to drink lots of fruit juice (which I absolutely will NOT), and then the following, which is so beyond comprehension that upon reading it, my brain attempted to fold on itself.
Wait to return to sports and other activities.
"Most signs and symptoms of mononucleosis ease within a few weeks, but it may be two to three months before you feel completely normal. The more rest you get, the sooner you should recover.
Returning to your usual schedule too soon can increase the risk of a relapse. If you're an athlete, be cautious about returning to strenuous activities or contact sports, especially if your spleen is enlarged, because of the increased risk of rupturing the spleen.
Although you may not be able to return to vigorous activities right away, your doctor may recommend gradual exercise to help you rebuild your strength as you recover from mononucleosis"Now, those Mayo people seem pretty smart, and I appreciate that they care enough to offer this perfectly reasonable advice. But clearly, much of this advice was intended for People Who Are Not Me. My spleen, for instance, has already achieved Diesel status (way ahead of my shoulders, dammit), and therefore is in absolutely NO danger of exploding. So their "gradual exercise" can suck it. In addition, the idea of taking two to three months to fully recover is fine, if you're a lazy, underachieving bastard. Based on my first-born status, perfectionist tendencies and stubborn streak, I estimate I should be fully recovered in 10.7 days, plus or minus a few hours depending on external environmental factors.
Of course, I'm not a total idiot. I realize that I will have to alter my training to help my body recover. Which means swinging the 20K instead of the 24K, and scaling the Filthy Fifty to a Dirty Thirty. My trainer says sometimes I am more Stubborn than Smart. He would be proud of my excellent judgment here.
Point is, I don't feel totally fantastic, but I don't feel awful either. My gym sessions have been decent, and as it is rare for my workout to involve someone punching me in the spleen, there is no reason I can't continue to hit my program as outlined. If I'm tired, I'll take a rest day. And now that my Christmas carb-fest is a good week in the past, I'll keep IF'ing a few days a week, eating super clean and avoiding the martinis, which should help keep my energy levels consistent.
And I AM looking on the bright side... as Scott currently has no symptoms, this could actually come in handy around the house. No, YOU take the dog out, or Epstein and Barr will pay you a visit while you sleep. Apparently, mono took the last of my scruples, too.