I have caught my annual cold/flu/germ. Time was, in my younger days, when I’d just get a cold and then bounce right back. Not so much any more.
So I have been doing my very best to lay low and let my old body fight the good fight. I slept all afternoon on Saturday, and went to be early. Sunday dawned and I still had the chills and aches. My nose was red, my eyes were puffy, my back hurt. I was a wreck.
And….that’s when the doorbell rang and my sons appeared unexpectedly to visit! Yesterday was the annual Memorial Mass that my Mom organizes to remember my Dad. The whole huge clan gathers at church, then goes back to Mom’s house for food, drink, memories and laughs. The boys hadn’t been sure that they would be able to come (they both work weekends, and live on the opposite side of the state), but they pulled it off and surprised everyone.
What great kids! What a treat!
But I was sick. I was really sick. So I stayed home on the couch while they went off for the day with Paul.
I waved as they left, then wrapped back up in my quilt, grabbed another box of tissues and curled up on the couch. And cried a little, which made my head ache more and my eyes puff more and my nose feel like it was packed with dried cement.
Poor me!! Poor, poor pitiful me….
All day on the couch trying to stay entertained. I read the Sunday paper, but I honestly cannot stand one more editorial about Mitt or Barack or Scott or Elizabeth (I’m in Massachusetts, that would be “Brown” and “Warren”, running for Senate). I can’t stand one more word about the Dem or the Repubs or the campaigns or the strategies or the gaffes. Don’t even get me started on Congress. Blech. No more newspaper.
So I booted up the computer. Read my emails, caught up on who made a new recipe and whose kids won Pulitzer prizes (yes, I was on Facebook). Glanced at Slate, Politico and the Huff Po, but Mitt and Barrack were everywhere. My nausea just couldn’t take it.
What could I do? My head and eyes were too sore to read, and I had finished my last good book anyway. I could correct those spelling inventories, but that would involve thinking, and I was way too pitiful and sad to think. What could I do that would involve absolutely no mental effort? TV, or course!
Well, holy moly. Do you have any idea what’s on TV on a Sunday afternoon? Let me give you a little run down of my DirectTV lineup:
-golf, football, football, golf (nope, nope, nope and uh,uh)
-Hoarders; Buried Alive (sometimes I watch this to make me feel better about my housekeeping skills, but today I was surrounded by used tissues…nope)
– Ice Road Truckers (huh?)
– Dog the Bounty Hunter
– My Strange Addiction (eeeeeew!)
– Sexy Looks; Brazil Butt Lift; 30 lbs Overweght?Try Sensa!; Tummy Tuck! and “Mom is 57! Looks 27!” (Um, I’ll pass on all of the above. Have you SEEN my red nose?)
Or I could shop! Ninja Kitchen Systems; Jewelry: Fall sale!; ProActiv; Healthy Protein Drinks; Jawsaw (seriously? Selling a chain saw on TV?)
The movie channels were equally uninspiring. They all seemed to involve spiders for some reason. “Arachnoquake”, “Spider Attack”, “Arachnophobia”. Uh, NO!
Back to the major networks for a bit, even if they are showing sports, sports and more sports.
But then I’m bombarded again with those ADS! “I’m Mitt Romney/Barack Obama/Elizabeth Warren/Scott Brown and I approve this message.” Yeah? Well, I DON’T!!!!
Poor, poor pitiful me. I’m sick, and I’m sick of it.
16 thoughts on “Sick of it.”
I hate to click “like” here because it seems to imply more sympathy than I feel for whatever virus is tormenting you. 🙂 But oh my, do I feel your pain. Hope you’re all better soon!
Thanks! Good heavens life can be boring when you can’t get up to cook or garden or clean!
Brown? Warren? I didn’t know you were a Masshole? (That’s what us Yankee fans call you, anyway!). Just kidding of course…. 😉
Yankee fan? YANKEE fan?
And you seemed so……likeable…….!
Yeah, we actually call ourselves that, too! I am SO sick of those ads!
A few weeks ago, I saw a car with a Mass plate that had a bumper sticker that read MASSHOLE. That surprised me a little bit. A few days later, I saw an SUV with a Mass plate that had a huge Yankee insignia pasted on the rear window. That shocked me! (And delighted me as well, of course.) 😉 And I know what you mean about the ads. We have a mudslinging senate campaign going on here in CT as well.
Even the “positive” ads are incredibly annoying the 13th time that you see them in an hour. Someday someone will run for office, and will create ONE ad. It will show the person saying, “Hi, I’m Karen and I am running for Senate. If you want to know more, go to http://www.karen.com And I promise not to bother you every two minutes with more ads.” I’d vote for that person just on principal!
Feel better! 🙂
Thank you! I’m really fine, I’m just a dreadful complainer. I guess that is the result of having lead a remarkably healthy and lucky life!
Hoping recovery is soon. Very soon.
Thank you! I’m actually a terrible baby when it comes to being sick or in any kind of pain. Its just a bad cold; to listen to me you’d think it was typhus! I am, in a word, a wimp!
Political ads and the flu fall under the category of cruel and unusual punishment. Call your congressman. No wait….
Hope you feel better soon!
I am hoping for a cure for both!
Thanks for coming by and for your comment.
What a ridiculous situation…..
Well November will come eventually. Hope your flu doesn’t last that long though!
Hope you’re feeling better. One thing that will never happen to me is that I will finish my last good book. I buy books much faster than I read them, so my home office is covered with stacks of unread material. That one-click thingie just makes it so easy. And if I really got stuck, I wouldn’t mind a Sunday afternoon on the couch with Tolstoy or Galsworthy.
BTW, I’m a Yankee fan too. You’re surrounded!
Aw, jeez, that’s what they say about the internet! You meet people out here, and they seem so nice…then you find out, they’re a Yankee fan!
I’m so disillusioned.
Hope you’re feeling well by now. How nice that you boys came home for their grandfather’s memorial mass…..