Sick and Tired

"Sickness shows us what we are.” ~ Latin Proverb

I woke up at 2:00 in the morning, feeling quite sick. I ran through supper in my head, wondering what I had eaten that had triggered the stomach pain and nausea. I could not have food poisoning. I envisioned the great plate of steak and garlic mashed potatoes with vegetables. No, I thought, nothing there. The Caesar salad was a possibility. The cake seemed most likely as it had cream in it and could have been sitting out on the counter for a while. Sigh…. In the end, I was left wondering if maybe beef that is not well-done causes this pain. I had experienced a similar episode earlier this fall.

I had to be on the highway early this morning. The lack of sleep would not be a good thing, especially since the forecast was for snow. I finally fell asleep and when I awoke, I called in sick for the morning. I still felt queasy. I slept for another couple of hours and then got up. I started answering emails from my blackberry and decided I should just go into work. I may as well not use sick hours when I was working from home.

I hate being sick…with a passion. I prefer to be healthy. Sickness shows me that I am stubborn and a bad patient. It shows me that I long to be well, in all aspects of my life. I am not a wimp when it comes to illness. How about you?

Peace,

Suzanne