Oct 27, 2009

I Hate Being Sick

When I was little and got sick on a semi regular basis, my mother would bring me a bowl of homemade vegetable soup with crackers and a glass of ice tea (we obviously weren't Mormons at that time) and to this day when I'm sick I want soup, crackers and yes even the tea, ha.

I got sick on Sunday, moped around on Monday and drug myself to work today. I tried having some soup but it wasn't homemade and it wasn't good; somehow water just isn't the same; and dads aren't nearly as understanding as mom's. He just told me that if I wasn't in the hospital, I could have gone to work.

Most people who are sick like me (usually sinus) are sick for a day or two and then take a week to recover. So for a week I'll be a bit sluggish. I can feel that kicking in right now. I have a ton of emails at work to go through and can't find the energy to even scroll through them for any "biggies."

I miss being pampered. But even more than that I miss bouncing back. As a kid, I might have been quite sick but once I felt better, it was back to 100% better. Now it's back to about 85% and working up.

I would say I look forward to a quiet weekend, but atlas there's a singles conference in Pensacola and my lesson to teach, not to mention the move into the camper trailer should be coming up soon, maybe in the next two weeks although we still haven't heard officially from the bank.

Suddenly, I just want to pull the covers over my head and go back to bed. Anyone with me?


  1. Hope you feel better Terri. I remember chicken noodle soup and crackers. My mom also made jello water for us. Somehow it really was the yummiest ever.

  2. I hear you Terri! Sorry you are feeling ill...and going through big challenges. It's tough to bounce back when you feel deflated! Sending healing hugs and prayers to you...and you know what? It's ok to go back to bed once in awhile. Your body may be telling you...enough! Give me time to heal! Wish I was closer...I'd bring you that soup!

  3. I remember the first time I got sick after leaving home and my mom wasn't there to take care of me. I hadn't realized how much my mom "made it better" (Jello water, too, Cindy!). Feel better, Terri.


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