Wondering about my Wanderings

sick day

I feel genuinely awful today. I had been well for what seems like years and then this cold had the nerve to sneak up on me when I was not looking. I find myself feeling sorry for myself. How could I let this happen? I even bemoan the fact my kids seem in some kind of disconnect and yet that is a good thing about them being adults. Someone tell me at some point this will end.

What is more crazy is that I will go to work in a few hours or else face getting written up. It is memorial day and that means that I could not get a doctor's note. So many crazy things going through my mind. I sweat and wonder if I have a temperature. I look all over and there is no thermometer to be found. I could take more time to be thankful for all the time I felt strong. I realize now I took it for granted. How precious is our health! It seems like the nature of it keeps me and others away (lest they get sick,(hurt). Healing is nice. I pray for a new vision. After all who wants to be sick?