I had a really bad night, with pain in my nostrils and some coughing. The kind of night that makes you so happy it's over and morning and you can stand upright. This is quite a cold or flu. I'm dying to get out, but if I did I'd bring plague upon the world. I'm bored, and headachy, and cannot figure out how to distract myself. My whole head needs to be drained, flushed out and screwed on again in a way that is lighter and more comfortable. In the meantime I will watch the clock, until this virus decides it is through with me.
I'm worried about friends who are sick and I don't like being unable to help, except to send cards or call. This is that time in spring when resistance gives in to bugs and aches and in my friend's daughter-in-law's case, pregnancy. The body rules, and it doesn't give a damn about what we want or expect. If it falls apart, we must heed the warning, slow down and allow healing. We're never in control of our fate, but when we're sick, it's a whole heck of a lot more obvious.
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