Bleh! My stomach is churning and my head aches. I turn over and realize that I am probably running a fever. I am hot and sweaty, aching. I decide to stay home. And yet. I have felt far worse. This pip is going around, and it seems to hit people in different ways. I close my eyes and listen to Drew fumbling around getting ready for school.
I begin to pray. I drift in and out of sleep, feeling like I am so hard asleep that I can't wake up. I toss. I turn. I take a sip of water. Deep breath. Sleep more. At last I waken feeling better. Not my usual self, but the fever seems to have dissipated, the aching has stopped, my tummy is calmer.
Do I still need stay home and rest, hoping to throw this bug for good? I think I can handle it. I glance at the clock. There is still time to get to work before my first meeting. I decide to take a hot shower. That really helps. I dress and head out, thankful that I seem to be OK. Not that the world will come to an end if I don't show up, but I would rather stay in the saddle for awhile.
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