May I confess that sometimes I like being sick? By sick I mean sick, not S-I-C-K. Let me explain the difference. Sick is when you have just enough of the sniffles that you stay in your pj's, spend an afternoon in bed, drinking Sprite, eating rice pudding, and watching old tv shows (i.e. Leave It To Beaver, Green Acres). I like that kind of sick once in a while. Can't handle it too often, but sometimes it's kinda nice. It feels like a short vacation from the grown up world. It's extra fun now that I have Niel to be so nice to me and wait on me hand and foot, bringing me juice.
However, I do not deal very well with being S-I-C-K. S-I-C-K is when your throat starts hurting clear last Wednesday and you are too sick to stay at Maddie's first birthday party, or to hold Peter for days on end. It is when you lie in bed and can't move because of the aches and pains. You can open your eyes wide enough to see things that need to be done, but you can't do any of them. It is when you can almost hear the work piling up on your desk in your office 8 miles away from home. It is when you have to blow off church and family duties for over five days and you're still not home having fun watching old tv shows. It is when you only wake up long enough to cough up a lung and then fall back into a sweaty, uncomfortable sleep.
The only benefit to being S-I-C-K is that you could bounce a check or forget to make a payment and it won't matter (at the moment) because you are too deep in the fog of being S-I-C-K to care. But it catches up to you, so maybe that's not a benefit. And, no I didn't bounce a check or forget to make a payment. I'm just saying that's how it is.
So finally, today, after missing the last three days of work and wasting a weekend, particularly a Valentine's Day weekend; at 3:48 p.m., the S-I-C-K broke and I am now just sick. Yay! I just did a short load of dishes and took out the garbage and am still standing! I will still blow off Young Women's tonight and lay in bed watching old tv shows....and try not to think about next Saturday when I will be working to make up for lost time.
Maybe there really never is a vacation. :)
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2 comments:
Now this was a pretty picture! I knew you were down... but not how far!
One of the lessons I have had to learn this year is that S-I-C-K is supposed to teach you to slow down... that we take life too seriously. It is a balancing to offset taking on too much. Some of us are extremely good at that!
I love your writing, Ms. Librarian! I, too, love the old shows, and the PJ's!
I have learned that I can make myself miserable looking at all that "should" get done... or I can let go of what I can't do this moment, and enjoy in the moment that which I can do, whatever that may be!
Dishes have been a good therapy for me. One dish at a time, as lovingly as I can do that dish! It becomes a game, and before you know it... they are all done!
And my girl spoils me as well! I try to spoil her in turn! Try both of you going down in a big way! Makes for interesting times!
And now thank goodness for children!
I've been hinting at you for years through my writings to slow down! Now if I could only take my own advice!
Two years from now nothing you do today in the business world is going to matter! You take the time to touch lives! That will always matter! I see your smile, and your dimples, and tell you through all that fog we have to look through sometimes...
You make a difference in me! Enjoy the slow days too. They are meant. As awful as they are... they are the balance of days spent too hard doing that which ultimately will fade away...
(I love these passwords... to send this out I have to answer "decompi" ... almost decompose! How often these stupid little words are so appropriate! Word game... that's just how a writer see's things!)
So sorry to hear you've been S.I.C.K.
After reading your blog and the blogs of your kids, I think we really need to meet up for food and talk. S.O.O.N.
(hm. perhaps i should bring you soup?)
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