Saturday, February 3, 2018

sick for days

in which our plucky heroine is as hollow as a stalk of bamboo...

I have been quite ill for the last several days, and while I will spare all and sundry the gory details, my first comment says it all. The numbers on my scale have gone down almost ten pounds, but I certainly do not recommend this...

I have been sipping this rehydration solution which tastes peculiar but seems to help. Today, as I have been able to stay upright and awake for slightly longer, and as my fever seems to have abated, I cooked a tiny amount of plain white rice, and plan to add it to some of the "broth in a box" which has been next on my list of inputs. I keep the plain broth on my earthquake shelf, and having it here has been a great help when I am feeling too feeble to leave the house to go shopping. Indeed, it would also have helped to have some of the rice noodles on hand, as they cook a lot faster than even white rice. I will add them to the shelf when I am feeling robust enough to shop again. The resilience of a small shelf of easy to fix and eat supplies is not only useful for natural disasters, but more commonly and frequently for the smaller domestic and personal disasters such as illness.

When I was on my way over to Marya's house for some scribal fun on the day before I was laid low, there was clear indication that wintertime will soon be gone - the hedge at the far end of her street has started to bloom!


Sadly, the last few days have consisted of only resting and recovery, though I am quite grateful for being able to stay home, and not share being ill with others, and for having supplies here to take care of myself. (I am not looking forward to my utility bill to come, since I have turned the portable heaters on in both the bedroom and the bathroom for the last few days.) It also has become clear to me that my prior strategy of letting things get into a bit of a mess for a few days, and then cleaning and tidying, is not a good idea... I was just getting ready to do a big push, and deal with Mt Washmore and Mt Dishmore when I fell ill, and having to look at a sink full of dirty dishes, or a pile of unfolded clothing, without having the energy to deal with what is usually a minor effort, has been very discouraging. In fact, it has furthered my recovery in that all I want to do is dive back under the covers and sleep some more! But again, not a recommended strategy. When I am actually feeling better, I will do my best to end each day with a cleaner slate!

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