small sick self

Those looking for coherency should turn back now.

I have had sewing and meditation posts rattling around in my brain for a couple of days but I can't write them, I can't write or do much of anything because of my 100+ degree fever. And that's with regular tylenol and ibuprofen. I did the typical 'why am I crying' thing? which always happens when I have a fever.

I am just amazed how illness can be like putting blinkers vision, my world seems to have narrowed to just the aching of my limbs. I feel badly about all the stuff I wanted to do and can't but at the same time I am too sick to care. I keep trying to gently accept my poor sick self where it is and then widen my view but it's not working too well.

ah well. I will attempt to shower today.


Máire said...

Take good care of yourself! We hordes of adoring fans are wishing you well!

ReadingByLearning said...

Blissful engagement in stressful times...What an ideal to be striven for! Thanks for a marvelous turning of a phrase!

engagedbliss said...

Thanks for the appreciation, it's doubly appreciated while looking like a spotted alien mutant. :)

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