BUG OFF

I have the flu. This is really crappy as I hate being sick! (Who does right?) As much as I tried to keep the bug away, it found me. The best way to get better I found, is to drink large quantities of fluids, put on sweat pants and pullovers, close the bedroom’s door and windows, crawl under the covers and basically sweat it out while drinking even greater quantities of fluids. Oh it sucks to be clammy all over, but it sucks even more to be sick. Is it “feed a flu and starve a fever” or the other way around? I hope it is the former as I’m having the flu and I am eating again. Dinner was barely two hours ago.

DOCTOR DOCTOR I AM SICK

Wil said I looked and sounded ill today. He wanted me to visit the doctor. Getting a prescription to me, is like buying a pair of shoes that I know I am not wearing. I strongly believe we have natural abilities return our bodily functions back to normal levels. Hence, there is no need for chemical intervention. Our bodies must be given the chance to use its own resources to fix itself. Stop doing that and the body forgets how to self-repair. I did not go to the doctor today. My body is great.. It knows what to do… My mind is calm and rested... My body heals itself gently and effectively… I trust my body to know what to do... I am getting better because my body knows what to do…

IRRESISTIBLE

My nose is dripping and I can’t stop it. It even goes off when I am doing nothing. I do not wish to pass anything to the kid. Yet, I am weak… She made me feel special when she threw open her arms and smiled the moment I got home. I played with her, fed, wipe and cuddle her. I just can’t keep away. DaD-In-LaW The only time I get to be alone with my dad-in-law is when I volunteer to take him to the hospital. Well, he had to go to the hospital today because he needed x-rays of his oesophagus and stomach. I treasure the opportunity to interact one-on-one with him and we have good conversations without any awkward pauses. Today we talked about cars (buying, owning and driving them), the haze (I shared my theory on why the haze got better last Sunday – the farmers rests on Sundays), his health (this is a big thing to him) and what we think about doctors (the young versus the old ones). We are similar that way – we can have conversations with a shoe rack. While I have this memory of him, I hate to think that they always involve trips to the hospital. We need to go out more, to places that are fun.