Today is the last day of February and the sixtieth consecutive page in my blog. Should be feeling good about that but I am still sick as a dog with this flu virus. It is day six and each day brings on a new rash of symptoms. Yesterday I started sneezing and draining with an upper respiratory attack to compliment the aching bones, sore throat and tight chest cough.
I am getting a valuable understanding of the way illness controls through a feeling of helplessness. This is out of my control and I am clueless as to what I might do differently to help myself feel better. I have no choice but to ride it out and look for comfort wherever I can find it…a cup of warm tea, a cool pillow under my head, wool socks, Lemur Cat beside me, G checking on me and rubbing my shoulders…
I think about my friends with cancer and HIV/AIDS. At least I feel secure in the belief that this will eventually pass and I’ll feel like myself again. I am not living with a lifelong diagnosis like PD or MS or ALS. I am not losing my sight or my hearing or my ability to walk or talk.
I have much to be grateful for and even as I sit here feeling most miserable, I send out a prayer of gratitude for all that I have. May the Angels of Mercy bring their blessings on all the truly suffering souls this day. I have nothing to complain about.