Wow. When I get sick, I get really sick! I worked this weekend at a local hospital. What I was told; there's a virus going around. About one third of my co workers were coughing, sneezing, had super runny noses and headaches. I was bound to catch something from them. So miserable right now. After my shift was over Monday, I went straight home, took a shower and hit the bed. I was never so glad to be home like I was today. I slept and slept. Then I had to get up around 5:30 to go to my Statistics class. It's a three hour class, but I was only able to stay a little over an hour and a half.
O my gosh! Went straight home and hit the bed again! When I woke up it was 12:00 a.m. My body feels so sore. I put the heating pad to my feet to warm them up. I'm off for several days before I go back to work. Hoping and praying I get over this terrible 'bug'!
Sometimes when situations arise, such as this illness, you reflect as I did today and was so glad to be home with my kids around me and my husband too. I'm an avid sewer; when my husband moved back home 18 months ago, I lost my sewing room. Had to put most of my things in my bedroom. I was pretty upset but I got over it. I fixed my bedroom as best as I could. It has become a dual bedroom and sewing room. But it's neat and tidy. I have my favorite books on a shelf, and my favorite 'Silver Screen' movies on a shelf too. Then there's my fabric and yarn, which I've had to store in bins and on a bookshelf, which holds most of my sewing books and fabric and notions.
I know I'm blessed with all that I have, and don't have. I'll say a prayer this evening and thank God for my life, as I recuperate from this illness. God is good; he is always good.
Deo Gratias.
