My Turn

Well, now that all the dogs and one piggy have had their turn being ill, it is my turn. I brought it upon myself though - yesterday I bragged to someone that I hadn't had the flu or a cold in nearly three years, not since I started getting regular flu shots and taking Cold FX daily. And I added "now I've probably jinxed myself".

Yup. Woke up in the night with achey bones and congested chest. Now have a full blown cold and a fever and feel like cr*p. And I have four more chapters of a VERY boring text to extract exam questions from before tomorrow morning. BLECH.

Just a typical end to a not-so-perfect day. It began with a sleet and snow storm which saw me stuck in the driveway despite snow tires and four wheel drive; it progressed to a not-so-helpful visit to the vet with Belle, who is doing poorly again and has little or no feeling in her back legs; I spent about three hours gathering some paperwork and faxing it off for some personal time-sensitive business; I carried Belle in and out of the house, in and out of the car, and in and out of her basket a kazillion times; and all the while, I felt the flu taking a firmer and firmer grasp on me.

I do not do sickness well - at least, not my own. It's a good thing there was a beautiful sunset to gaze at while the three healthy dogs ran in the pasture, and a chorus of piggy voices to listen to as I fixed the evening feeds, and a pot of hot and healthy stew ready for the eating.

And now I better tackle another chapter of the boring book with the tiny print.

Anyone wanna send me some homemade chicken soup??????