I remember the good old days when being sick meant chicken soup, movie watching, slurpees and my Mom reading me a story and giving me a hot towel to feel better…Sigh for those days are long ago. (I obviously had a great mother right!)

Working from home is a great blessing but I have a hard time really resting.  I regularly suffer from insomnia and unfortunately this does not decrease when I am sick.  I can’t seem to turn off all of the things left to do and it is so easy to do them, that far too often I do.  I technically took 6 hours of vacation  today but I should not have because I really worked all day.  Sigh…

So here was my sick day.  I woke up and worked solid until about 11.  Then I was coughing so much I had to lie down.

I took some cold medicine and read my book club book Macbeth by Shakespeare (very enjoyable).   I still felt antsy and couldn’t relax.  I stopped an answered more emails, all which seemed immediate and I was grateful I had answered them.  (That is my greatest problem.  I am sure they could wait but in the moment it does not feel like they could).

I went to an insomnia specialist on Tuesday and we talked about my anxiety and struggles relaxing.  She challenged me to turn off my cell phone for 4 hours.  As she was saying it I grew involuntarily tense like she had put a spell on me.  I was surprised  by the strength of the response.  She quickly said in alarm ‘we don’t have to do that right away…’.  I want to work on this but not sure how. We’ll see.  I will keep chipping away at it.

Anyway, I decided to make some soup for sick little old me.  It was a lentil soup mix I had that required adding carrots, onions and celery.  I was chopping the ingredients (I had all 3 from bountiful baskets) and cut my finger badly.

I was worried I would pass out when I cut it and my whole arm felt tingly.  Luckily it healed up pretty good.

So then I tried to rest some more but I felt guilty for not checking the PO Box for Poler so I went out to get the mail.  Nothing there.  However, I used the chance to go and get my sick tradition- Slurpee (At least some things don’t change!).

So now I will try to eat something tonight but I have no appetite when I’m sick.  It is the one time I wish I had a roommate.  Someone who could get me something tasty and comforting….Sigh.

I just hope can recover because there is far too much to do right now.

See what I mean.  I make a lousy sick person!

So there is my sick day.