As Thursday night turned to Friday morning, I was asleep on the bathroom floor. Most of Friday was spent on the sofa. The only productive thing I did today was take my recycling down to the dumpster. I hate being sick. I hate wasting so much of my life just wondering if it's "safe" to eat a bowl of oatmeal, wondering if what I'm feeling is just a garden variety headache, or the start of a vicious, debilitating migraine.
But as I write this, "tomorrow," or Saturday, has dawned. And, in the words of one of my earlier heroines, "Tomorrow is another day." I'm sure I'll feel better and get more done.
These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Hopefully you are feeling better now. At least its the weekend so you'll have time to recover before the work week starts up again.
ReplyDeleteWow! I hope you are feeling much, much better and stronger soon. Get lots of rest.
ReplyDeleteHope you're feeling much better today!
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