Friday, February 1, 2013

Sometimes victory lies in just washing your hair

I have been SO SICK this week.  Baaad stomach flu.  Maybe the much-discussed norovirus?  I haven't been to the doctor, so can't say for sure.  I'm finally starting to feel on the mend today, and even managed to (miracle of miracles!) take a bath and put on actual clothes.

It always surprises me how miserable it is to be truly ill -- like I just don't really remember one time to the next.  I feel like I've never been this sick in my life, but I'm pretty sure that can't be the case.  And then it always impresses upon me a feeling of great respect for people who suffer great illness for an extended period or are undergoing chemotherapy -- not just a few days of suffering but weeks and weeks of relentless misery, with perhaps an outcome uncertain.  Even at my most miserable this week, I thought I might need to go the hospital if I got much more dehydrated, but I never worried I would actually die.  Sobering reflections.

Meanwhile the rest of life keeps rolling along.  A package I'd ordered last week arrived, and I had to prop myself up vertical for long enough to go out on the porch and retrieve it.  I keep feeding my cat every morning as usual.  She in turn has been a little confused by the change in routine, but has proven to be a very good companion for snuggling on the couch and watching (or sleeping through) endless movies.

It started snowing this afternoon, and I've been watching it fall out the window as evening falls.  In the twilight the fresh snow looks almost blue.  The cat is looking out the window too, who knows at what.

I'm glad to be feeling better.

1 comment:

  1. Think of all the grunge you purged from your body, though! I see NPR said it originated in Australia so maybe it was something I carried over and shared-- call me Typhoid T'Lia.