Monday, September 21, 2009
Signs You’re Getting A Cold But You Haven’t Clued In Yet…
1) You think the milk has gone bad.
2) The lingering odour of the dinner you made (which was actually quite good) makes you feel queasy.
3) You attempt some jaw cracking yawns in order to pop the pressure in your left ear while wondering – “Gee, wonder what the heck caused this?”
4) You chock up the momentary spells of dizziness and fuzzy vision to simply being tired.
Hello, Beth!! Anybody home??
Four out of the five body senses – taste, smell, hearing, sight - were alerting me to the impending arrival of a wicked cold and I remained oblivious to the early warning signals. Oh, and another clue? My youngest has been sniffling and hacking around here for the past little while.
The wretched respiratory virus (beyond a normal cold) eventually arrived in full force - accompanied by a sledgehammer. This hefty tool accounted for the late but cannot-be-missed presence of the fifth body sense – touch. Aches and pains to the touch - or without a touch. Ouch, ouch, ouch.
So, if you’ve noted my brief absence, know that I have been preoccupied lately what with not doing very much of anything at all except finally listening to, respecting and obeying the demands of my body. Her orders were to stay huddled under the duvet and emerge only for sustenance. Such a bossy lady.
I’m now detecting faint whisperings as to recovery being just around the corner.
I’m listening - I hear you! Just let me know where that particular corner would be - and I’m there…
P.S. I hesitated to write another post about my ailments (the foot, the cold…) but stuck with the maxim “Write what you know.” I’m knowing a wee bit of misery these days.
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