View From the Bushes

I don't know if it was staying up late on Wednesday (though that couldn't have helped) or something else, but I seem to have come down with the flu, or something similar. It started yesterday afternoon and by last night I was pretty pathetic. Of course, I went to bed early, and shortly after climbing into bed I realized that I need to keep drinking something. Gatorade works pretty well when I'm sick, but we keep that downstairs in the storage room. I definitely didn't feel like getting back up. So my next thought was to have my wife get it for me, since she was downstairs, but I wasn't sure how to do that. I thought about yelling loud enough that she'd hear me through the baby monitor in the next room, but a) I didn't have the strength to yell, and b) I figured I might wake up the kids, then it hit me.

My cell phone was charging right next to the bed, so I picked it up and called the house. When my wife answered I had her get me some Gatorade. I have to confess that was pretty pathetic. One of the problems I have when I'm sick is that I always have really unsettling dreams. Last night I was convinced that different parts of my body were fighting on another: sometimes they'd reach a truce, and then I had to let them all into my chest (I guess that's like the seat of power). Of course, that took forever so next thing you know they're fighting again. The horrible dreams combined with the body aches mean that I didn't sleep well last night either. I'm hoping that whatever it is that it doesn't last very long. I particularly hate being sick on the weekend.

In between car problems, plumbing emergencies and now being sick, this hasn't been a very productive week. Hopefully next week will be better. I'd like to insert some kind of clever or interesting link here, but I'm really not in the mood to browse, so you'll have to find your own stuff on the internet today.

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Ross