As some of you know, I am a terrible patient. I am the most frustrated when I’m not feeling 100% and can’t do things I was looking forward to with energy and excitement. Often I behave like a dog playing fetch, who doesn’t notice that they’re tired until well after they’ve exhausted themselves. This got me in serious trouble when I was young. In fact, I was hospitalised with recurrent tonsillitis during my freshman year at university and missed a whole quarter. In Hong Kong in my 30s, a therapist recommended that I schedule “stay home” in my calendar so that I wouldn’t overextend myself and burn out.These last few weeks have been a real test of these learnings, and I can’t say that I’ve passed with flying colours. My last full week in Mexico I had a triple whammy: heat exhaustion, food poisoning, and an allergic reaction (my best guesses). I was in bed for days. Then I added a long haul flight, jet lag, and hay fever to the mix. To be honest, I don’t …