Thursday, May 31, 2012

And One More Thing

So, I whined a lot yesterday about being sick and about all the things that never happen to me are happening to me, well guess what?  One more thing has happened!!!!!!!  I have pretty much officially lost my voice.  As in I didn't work today, because I really can barely talk, even worse than the last few days.  Now, with enough effort, I can get audible sentences at all times, but in no way would I be having a shouting contest with anyone.  So, I just want to know if I have been humbled enough by all this that I can soon start to feel better again.

And I keep reading about this virtuous woman.  I'm doing this study from GoodMorningGirls blog and it has really helped the Proverbs 31 woman to not be so lofty and out of reach.  I don't know if it's all accurate in the details, but the lady who wrote the e-book to go with it takes the verses and brings them down to our times.  "Bringeth her food from afar,"  equals scrupulous and frugal shopping where you are looking for healthy, cheap, and quality products, not just running to the corner store for the last minute ingredient or TV dinner.  I can do that.  I can coupon, sort of, and I can shop Aldi's and sales and all that kind of stuff.  Maybe I can be something of a figment of imagination on the the Proverbs 31 woman.  Something I keep trying for.  Sitting on the couch isn't helping too much though.

I was feeling a little too sorry for myself this afternoon.  I thought I was getting better, but could feel the little aches coming again.  Then my sister called to say she was going to go straight to my parents instead of stopping in to see me and that really disappointed me.  So, I gave in to my little aches, checked to see that I was AGAIN running a low-grade fever, popped some pills, and came back to languish away on the couch in a big old pity party.

Does anyone know anything about buying stock in ibuprofen?  I should be doing that for all the pills I have popped in the last few days.  And yes, all you healthy people out there who frown on ibuprofen, when the going gets bad, the tough take ibuprofen.  And yes, I know that didn't make a lick of sense.  I decided the only people I would wish this horrible flu on were the people who made comments like: "Surely, it can't be that bad."  "Wouldn't you feel better if you got up and did something?"  I really can't say thank-you enough to D for the good care he has taken of me, even getting up in the middle of night to bring me pills and milk and a yogurt I couldn't eat.  He's the best.

And now, I will let you go and try to get busy on the project on my agenda and try not to bore you anymore with my tales of woe.

1 comment:

  1. I am so sorry you got so sick. It can't be fun then you have time off and can't even do anything. You have my sympathy. Love you -Dorothy


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