Saturday, March 15, 2008

Recovery

I'm finally starting to feel better (yay!). Thanks to everyone who sent kind thoughts, prayers and good wishes and fed us lunch. Now, if I can get Jason back over the hump and keep the kids noses from running away with their faces, we'll be good to go.

I've decided that this type of virus is one of the most annoying because you only have the fever for maybe one day. You feel junky for...gosh, what is it now...four/five days, but after that first day is over, in your head you are like, I have no fever now. I must be back to normal, even though (fill in the blank) still doesn't feel right and the night time still produces lung ripping coughs. But, since you don't have a fever, you don't feel like you have an excuse to lounge in bed and have someone else tend the children and the myriad of other chores that piled up the one day you "took off". So, then you do too much to catch up and feel even worse during the night but you continue the cruel cycle the next day. Yep. It's been a weird sickness, but considering I've escaped relatively unscathed up to this point during the winter of illness, I'm counting my blessings. :)

In the meantime, Jason's sister gifted us the swing set that her kids have outgrown. Jason re-stained it and then the next day put it up (see what I mean about doing too much???), and the girls actually came to me yesterday afternoon to ask for help putting on their coats and permission to go outside to swing. Yippee!!!! My darlings have, unfortunately, picked up my "I don't like the outdoors unless the weather is perfect and the bugs are minimal" attitude that I have. I try to break them of this by enforcing "Go outside!" moments, which always makes everyone grumpy (except for Elisabeth, who is often vastly contented to dig in the dirt and sample the soil...which is another rant for another time).

Anyway, I said "Heck yes!!!." Well, that was me mentally. I actually probably said something like, "Of course!!! Thank you for asking," and sent them on their way. I watched them out the window from the couch (I was recovering from my morning of cleaning my entire house...once again, an example of doing too much when still not feeling 100%, but it amazes me how quickly it becomes a STY when I'm not trying to keep up!) and they were outside for about 40 minutes, laughing and having a great time. It was perfect. Keep in mind that they, too, are enjoying the remnants of this virus, so I'm glad they weren't out there forever, but a little exercise for them goes a long way to a great nights sleep for everyone.

It was a happy silver lining in the gloom of this nastiness my family has been going through. And now it seems that we may be on the other side of it, for the most part, AND Spring is actually starting to make an appearance, so things are really looking good and that warms my heart, I must say. :)

2 comments:

Cindy said...

Laurenda, I love that you can look for all that is good in the midst of feeling like dog poo. It is a gift! And I am glad that I am not the only one who has an entirely different internal dialogue, where my step-daughter is concerned, than what comes out of my mouth. I think it must be a gift from God that I don't blurt out all the things I think, or not as much as I used to. Then I really would be the Step-Monster!
I am glad you are on the mend!

Laurenda said...

Cindy, you are AWESOME and I appreciate the kind words.