Being Sick

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.