I could tell you all kinds of bad things about the flu. This is the Year of Gratitude Blog, however, and I am surprisingly grateful. So I will tell you all the good things about my experience going viral.
- Water is good; I drank a lot of it.
- My bedroom is within walking distance of the bathroom.
- I got to stay in bed, and it is piled with comforters and blankets.
- Urgent Care told me it would be 45 minutes before the doctor would see me, but I didn't really have a sense of time, so it wasn't a problem.
- My two cats, who usually avoid each other, languished on the bed with me night and day.
- My husband and friends texted me helpful reminders to drink and sleep.
- Applesauce feels good going down.
- After all the threats and false alarms, I never actually threw up.
- Shivering with fever and chills burns calories.
- Sensitivity to light and sound spared me from watching terrible daytime television.
- I could trust the world to get on without me for a couple of days.
So you see, it's all good.
Thank you for long lists of good things to celebrate.
For the healthy, being sick is a temporary setback. Work you planned to do gets pushed back. Fun activities are shelved for another day. Each day spent ill is a day closer to being well. Knowing this makes it tolerable.
Thank you for saving another beautiful sunny day for me to enjoy someday soon.
And now this.
Illness isn't temporary for everyone. For many, maybe me someday, the weeks, months, or even years winding down to the very last are spent in bed. Back aches. Boredom. Isolation. So I'm going to think about ways to send joy into those rooms. I hope my readers will hold the infirm in your prayers and consider visiting someone you know who is hospitalized or homebound.
Thank you, God, for your healing love at work in sickrooms both temporary and longterm.
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