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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 8 – DAY 123 :: bubly

2 May
{joy}

I have consumed my weight in bubbly water this week. It’s the only way I can get enough liquids in my body. But I have to say, if one must be sick, bubbly water is one way to feel a little bit of joy.

Along with that I have discovered a new brand, called Bubly. I love it. It makes me feel… well, bubbly.  I have gone through two cases in four days.

But, If one must be sick, might as well feel bubbly.

More tomorrow…

Lovemore,
Jamie

{bubbles}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 82 :: resting

26 Mar

Kindness.

I can’t remember the last time I spent two straight days in bed. It’s been awhile.

There is so much kindness in resting. Resting kindness. In our go-go-go hurry up I want it yesterday world, there is something quite beautiful about being so tired and sick you can’t get out of bed.

It’s all in the resting.
The quiet kindness of rejuvenation.

And the good news is that I feel better. The results will be tomorrow, in the form of a question. Can I be so kind that I don’t push myself back to the sick zone?

But now, I rest.
Sweet dreams.

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

{rejuvenation}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 23 :: less sick yoga

23 Jan

Day 23. Just a little bit. 

Taking it slow over here. Still under the weather but feeling so much better. Justin brought me breakfast in bed (with heart-shaped eggs) and a plethora of cold medicine.

So my yoga tonight was small.

Just little moves.
A stretch here, a down dog there. A child’s pose too.
But sometimes (most times) it’s the little things that count the most.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{feeling better?}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY :: 22 sick yoga

22 Jan

Day 22. Permission to slow down.

Woke up with a fever. Have been shivering all day. And yet, I made a promise to do yoga at the beginning of the year. So, yoga in bed it was. With a video found on YouTube:

I never really thought of yoga as a listening tool. A way to listen to my body. Yet, tonight I did.

Now back under the covers I go, chic flick loaded on Netflix, tea on.
Permission to slow down, granted.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{listening?}
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Day 260: lovemore monday :: fluffy, pink robe

17 Sep

It’s Lovemore Monday and I’m sick.

My head is pounding. My body is aching. My dogs are barking.

Not my feet. My DOGS. Pup and Brady are barking.

One is whining because the other has his bone. The other is growling because he is protecting the bone. They like their bones. But they REALLY love their bone when the other one has it.

It makes me wonder…why do we seem to love something more when it’s gone, otherwise occupied, or taken away?

I am so loving my health right now, especially as I watch it slip slide away into a sore throat.

It makes me want to pout and plead for my health to come back. Just like the big, old, puppy dog eyes Pup gives me when he wants a bone.

So, I’m signing off tonight in my favorite fluffy, pink robe and double socks on my feet just to stay warm and toasty as this fever breaks. I’m hoping my immune system will throw me bone. And my fluffy, pink robe will work its magic.

And, that’s why, on this Lovemore Monday…

I. Love. It.
Sniff.

Day 9: what’s on your bedside table?

9 Jan

If my bedside table could talk...
I wonder what the two bottles of medicine, pack of antibiotics, cup of tea and new roll of toilet paper that just replaced the last Kleenex would say.  Oh, yes, also the candle and iPad.

The good news is I am getting better.
But my throat still tickles.

Not the ha, ha, funny, funny kind of tickle, more like the sitting in church tickle.  A tickle you try to suppress, but of course you can’t because you are in CHURCH.  And there is something very powerful about a cough in church — it will not be reckoned with.  Same with giggles.

Speaking from experience there.

I once spent the entire duration of a family member’s wedding, stashed two doors away from the main congregation, all the way down the hall, stuck in the children’s room.  Because I could not stop coughing.  (Not so fun when you’re sixteen and you really do care what the bride is wearing.)

Because, I must admit, I’m afraid to miss out on things.
Missing out on everything sucks when I’m sick.  (Especially my sleep.)

And, with that, I just realized that I might be missing something terribly if we don’t go to the store tomorrow — I think my Kleenex stand-in is our last roll of toilet paper.

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.

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