Jan 19, 2009 10:40
Over the weekend my wife was sick. I was too, but not the the extent that she suffers from it. After I cooked a hearty breakfast, with plenty for more than the household had.
Anyways, I fed her, put on Back To The Future III, and just did the kitchen thing until she felt better.
Finally, she said to give her a hug. I did, and checked her to see if she was hot, which she wasn't too much, but then I'm always colder than she is. I suggested she take a shower, and she said she just had to muster up the energy. I said what was naturally a thing to say, "sometimes it's not so much summoning the energy as pushing back the weakness."
And that's been ringing in my head for over 24 hours.
Because that's what I do. That's what I've been doing. And, there is an unhealthy element to it. As unlimiting as it can be, it's bounded by the authority that makes us mortal, excluding the necessity for recovery, sucking up the pain and spitting our will out on the earth, twisting our fates and shoving it down the throat of destiny because we've got a job that we've chosen to do.
Ahem.
Besides all that, she feels better. Alot better. Made sure of that, I did.
-=T=-