Feb 07, 2013 13:44
I've been inhabiting this planet wrapped in a miserable foggy haze for over a week. There was no escape and I was unconscious most of that time ill and asleep in bed. I make a terrible sick person, so I'm glad it is quite rare, well over 10 years, that I was plagued by whatever powerful germ it was that got me. I missed four whole days of work and that has not happened in over 20 years. I'm on the mend now and able to drink coffee again. Oh, I do not have any energy and I'm still not anywhere near feeling back to my old self again, but the fog is lifting somewhat. I can see that our apartment looks like a natural disaster has struck which makes me cringe, but not much more than that. When I stop sneezing and my hearing comes back from muffled to clear, then I'll care.
I have today and tomorrow off from work, so I'll be napping a lot. Resting. I miss my husband and my friends very much, but I'm not up to catching up, really. My heart is willing, but my bruised and battered brain is so not. That's half a person, isn't it? No one wants that, especially not me, so I guess I'm still on hiatus from the world for a few more days. The cats check in on me every now and then, they know something is amiss, so that is comforting. A big snow storm is in the forecast for this evening into tomorrow and that makes me happy, too. I love snow and we just haven't had much at all yet this year. Nothing major, anyway. I'm ready. There's just something so peaceful about falling snow that I absolutely adore.