Saturday, November 23, 2013

Being Sick

I was sick so seldom, it earned me attention from Steve when I was. He would tiptoe around and get me whatever I needed.

Now, my first sickness without him and it's not the same. Why moan, cry or complain if you yourself are the only one to hear it? I have to get my own fresh water and keep track of what fever reducer I took last. I had to dig out my insulated underwear and crank the heat up.

I thought too, how if this sickness had happened when Steve was here, I would not have been able to come home for fear he might catch what I had. It makes me both sad and relieved.

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