Sunday, February 05, 2006
The Good News. The Bad News.
The good news? For 2 1/2 years I did not come down with one single cold. That may be a personal record, due in part to taking 1,000 - 2,000 mg.'s of Vitamin C every single day of those lovely cold-free years.
The bad news? Last night I came down with a stupid, beyond annoying cold. Bleh. But the second my throat scratched a mega bit, I swallowed lots of Vitamin C which probably helped me have just a sore throat all one sleepless night and not two. But still, I've been one wilted, sleep-deprived, woe-is-me puppy all day. And I am so sick of hot lemon juice. Sick of it, do you hear?
But the other good news is that we've had only a faint powdered sugar snow so far. And I didn't need to drive anywhere today. And Tom is home. And I've been so quiet, so complacent, that even all the hours and hours of Super Bowl pre-game stuff has appeared quite interesting, maybe even delightful. (Not being a football fan, that may mean I'm a lot sicker than I thought. Perhaps even delirious?)
There's even more good news... Always, there's more good news than bad in nearly every tough situation--we just have to search a little harder to find it. You must know how and where to look, and practicing the search on normal days is great preparation. And even though I've got that achey-stuffy-head-fever-can't-get-any-rest feeling, God is still God. He is still good. And this, too, shall pass.