If Only For A Day
For the past few days it has felt like a jackhammer made a home in my head, a frog jumped in my throat, fluid has taken over my ears, and the heat of 50 suns has taken over my body when I am not shivering. I guess you can say it is the flu and not to mention the annoying cough that came with it. It took all the energy I had to walk the few steps from my bed to the bathroom. The whole weekend I just laid in bed which was fine cause it was raining and that met in between sleeping and watching two minutes of TV at a time I could listen to the rain outside. I didn't have to worry about my son going outside and didn't have to worry about calling him in and making sure he was where he was supposed to be, not only him but the whole neighborhood sometimes. I didn't have to look at him rolling eyes and calling me a meanie when I tell him it is time to come inside for the day and he wants ten more minutes or five even two more just to hang out a few minutes longer. I was good just to lie there and rest. I didn't have to do much of anything more then that. My nephew was here looking after my mom and cleaning and disinfecting everything he could think of with Lysol and Clorox wipes. At any given time all you could smell was Lysol in every room.
So, I watched a lot of 70's TV on the Logo channel, ME TV, and Decades channel. I usually watched the ID channel too but I didn't want to drift off and dream about murder that was a bit much for me being sick and in and out of sleep So, I left that channel out of my rotation. I also watched some of the Food Network mostly the kids cooking or baking and chopped. I didn't have an appetite so I was not hungry for any of the sweet and not so sweet treats like I usually am and then make a note in my head about looking up the full recipes on the show later. I watched, slept, watched some more and slept some more. I even got to watch my favorite show from my childhood, or at least one of them, The Brady Bunch. Since I was up at 7am anyway might as well is what I said to myself. I found Mama's Family too one of my favorites and on Sunday it was my girl, Mary Tyler Moore.
Now, the weekend is over and I have been slowly recovering out of the bed. Nephew went back o work and my rest was officially over until the evening when he returns and he has the night shift. That's funny too kind of sort of that my mom has shifts that she doesn't know I call it that if she did she would be mad at me. She was independent and in her mind she still is and she would say she doesn't need any shifts. Boy, times have changed from 12 years ago.
But, anyway, I am still here an slowly recovering from whatever this is. Whatever it is can never visit me again. So, long to it for good. The only good that came from it was me sort of kind of reliving my childhood if only for a couple of days with one leg out of the covers.
So, I watched a lot of 70's TV on the Logo channel, ME TV, and Decades channel. I usually watched the ID channel too but I didn't want to drift off and dream about murder that was a bit much for me being sick and in and out of sleep So, I left that channel out of my rotation. I also watched some of the Food Network mostly the kids cooking or baking and chopped. I didn't have an appetite so I was not hungry for any of the sweet and not so sweet treats like I usually am and then make a note in my head about looking up the full recipes on the show later. I watched, slept, watched some more and slept some more. I even got to watch my favorite show from my childhood, or at least one of them, The Brady Bunch. Since I was up at 7am anyway might as well is what I said to myself. I found Mama's Family too one of my favorites and on Sunday it was my girl, Mary Tyler Moore.
Now, the weekend is over and I have been slowly recovering out of the bed. Nephew went back o work and my rest was officially over until the evening when he returns and he has the night shift. That's funny too kind of sort of that my mom has shifts that she doesn't know I call it that if she did she would be mad at me. She was independent and in her mind she still is and she would say she doesn't need any shifts. Boy, times have changed from 12 years ago.
But, anyway, I am still here an slowly recovering from whatever this is. Whatever it is can never visit me again. So, long to it for good. The only good that came from it was me sort of kind of reliving my childhood if only for a couple of days with one leg out of the covers.
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