Day 8: getting beat up by the three stooges

8 Jan

Day 3 of Antibiotics.
I feel like I’ve been in a little rumble with the Three Stooges.  As if Moe, Curly and Larry poked me in the eyes, ears, and throat all at once.

I don’t remember the last time I was this sick.
I haven’t left my bed since Friday.  Other than the occasional saunter outside the bedroom door, to the bathroom and back, I’ve been in bed.

Like a pause button has been pushed on my life.

I tried watching some football with Justin, but the mere sight of people running around was exhausting.

It makes me remember something I figured out long ago: when you hurt you hurt.  It doesn’t matter if you’ve been through worse.  It actually doesn’t matter if you’ve been through less.

When you’re in it, you’re in it.
And that’s when it hurts the most.

I’m trying to find the love in this situation, and all I can come up with is this: when this cold is over I will be so thankful for my good health.

It’s not just a gentle reminder.
It’s more like a kick in the pants.

4 Responses to “Day 8: getting beat up by the three stooges”

  1. Kelly Hurley January 8, 2012 at 10:10 PM #

    Jamie…YOU LOVE YOU for allowing yourself to be present with the “sick suckiness.” And you are illustrating the LOVE you have for your body right now just by the simplicity of taking good care of yourself. Too often we deprive ourselves – and our amazing bodies – by pushing through and hurting ourselves even more….instead of LOVING and listening to its needs. Just know you are really cultivating great LOVE for yourself right now! Get Well Soon.

    • Jamie January 9, 2012 at 6:22 PM #

      Thank you Kelly 😉

  2. Shari Thomas January 9, 2012 at 8:38 PM #

    Jaimie…I’ve had colds and I’ve had breast cancer. The cold was the worst – and I’m not kidding. Please let me share something with you. I can relate to the misery of a cold…but the last two days has helped me put things into perspective. A young mother of five that I’ve known for two years was hit by a car while crossing the street and died of injuries this past Saturday. I think of those 5 children losing their loving mother (single mother)…I grieve for the loss of this beautiful human being. Breast cancer, a cold…small potatoes. All who knew and love her are devastated. I received the news while grocery shopping. My brain was so slammed that I left my purse in the shopping cart in the parking lot in not a very good neighborhood. God is good…a nice man turned it in. There are so many lessons in all of this…

    • Jamie January 9, 2012 at 8:41 PM #

      Thank you for sharing Shari – I imagine this is more than devastating. Sending you and your friend’s family all my good thoughts and prayers. Yes. Small potatoes indeed. xo~Jamie

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