We all went to Jeanne's for Easter Sunday. I started off feeling so-so had some squash soup felt good for ten minutes then ran to worship at the porcelian altar. I spent the rest of the day upstairs in bed listening to everyone else laugh, play games and enjoying all the food. I did manage a game of marbles with the kids before I had to crawl away. I've been sick so long now it's hard to know what it feels like to be well. Aches, nausea, weird dreams, fevers, slashed throat, raw throat, aching ribs from so much vomiting, fatigue, chills stiffness, delerium. I think that's it. Oh no sinus congestion now and headaches. Oh also 'looking like Hell' as my sister so kindly pointed out just after telling me I looked worse than when I arrived. There.
Why share all of this misery? I guess because I feel powerless and by talking about it I at least feel like I have some control even if it is only to name what ails me. Also I'm looking forward to being well and rereading this with relief that it's over.I also feel like I let the kids down by not being as attentive as I normally am, among other things - my job, my love, - so we can throw guilt into the mess.
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