I hate being sick! I mean, it's the pits lying around in bed all day, watching television 'til the cows come home. Noone around to bring you hot tea or your meds.
If I am gonna be sick I need some TLC. Now, I am not a baby. And, yes, I was able to get my own tea and take my own meds but there is just something about having someone care and be there for you.
I did have a friend who cared enough to bring me a sausage biscuit one morning. But, then I was coughing so much he soon scooted out the door. I think he was petrified that I was 'catching'. But, the gesture was sweet and I did appreciate it.
Now that I am 'improving' I am beginning to make some plans of my own. There's some posts I want to tackle. There's that pile of pictures that need sorting. I even have a bunch of supplies to pull together for a beach crop in a week and a half. I mean, I CAN NOT be sick for that! So, I take my meds, drink my tea, rest, watch another program on tv that I could care less about it. But, like I say, I am getting better and that's a blessing.