I have been sitting in bed off and on since Friday, on a long weekend, since I haven't been feeling too well. My my mile long to-do was no match for my fever, I only could manage stopping at Walgreens on my way home from work Friday afternoon to get something to make me feel better!
After about a 24 hour nap and some over the counter medicine, I attempted to go to a event for school Saturday. I wanted to be responsible and show up for my scheduled shift and even though I was told to not come and then told to go home when I got there...I was certain that I was feeling better...besides, it was nice to be out of bed and out of the house for a bit too.
Since I felt so good and was enjoying a little bit of freedom, I thought that I could manage a quick trip up to Best Buy to drop Aaron's phone off to be fixed. It had been broken since Thursday and it's literally his lifeline to the outside world, I felt bad having waited this long to even get it checked out.
Little did I know, a quick trip would soon turn into almost two hours. I could feel my fever coming back and my body was aching but at that point, I had pretty much accomplished my mission so I waited patiently those last few minutes. I made a quick stop through the drive-thru for some pineapple ice cream and headed for home. I had barely left the parking lot when I felt the tears start to pour.
I wasn't upset because I was sick but was upset that I couldn't do all the things that needed to be done, even though they ALL could wait until later. I have to admit that I also was a little sad because one of the last times I had remembered being this sick, Aaron took good care of me and he couldn't do that this time around.
I found myself having a pity party, which is never pretty!
Somewhere between then and now (fever free I might add) I ran across a slide show of some pictures of Aaron's progress that I had started about a year ago. Of course I took those pictures and I have looked at them many times but it was like I was looking at them for the first time! I remembered all the smiles that were in them, all the good memories, all of the great people who are part or have been part of our lives these past few years.
It was that moment that no matter how crappy I was feeling, I remembered that I have many blessings to be counting today and everyday. Sometimes a little sick time in bed is just what the doctor ordered to get your happy feeling a little better!
And on another note, a friend sent me this picture on Saturday. Even though I was feeling like I was getting nothing done being sick in bed, I actually did accomplish two things from this to-do list while feeling under the weather...
1. eat ice cream
2. count my blessings
I started feeling better Sunday afternoon FINALLY and slowly started doing the real to-do list!
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