While most of time I try to be sweetness and light and sometimes insightful and thought-provoking, today I'm just plain mad. And I'm sharing it with the blogging world as we know it.
I'm truly tired of this. I have been in the doctor's office on average at least once a month since I turned the ripe old age of 50. It isn't because I haven't been taking care of myself. It isn't because I've gone off on some wild binge and been eating all kinds of sugar and drinking pop or doing drugs and alcohol. It isn't because I haven't been taking the medicine I'm supposed to take. The only thing I HAVEN'T been doing is exercising and watching my weight.
That's it. That's all. Period.
Not that I COULD exercise even if I really wanted to. Because every time I get the urge, I seem to come down with this stupid stuff that the doctor today called "the next best thing to pneumonia." I get it when it gets hot. I get it when the weather changes. I get it in the Fall. I get it in the Spring. I get it in the Winter and in the Summer. I can't stop coughing, I wheeze down deep in my lungs, my head feels like the top is about to pop off after every coughing fit, I run a fever and I have no energy whatsoever.
With a hallway to get wallpapered and thirty people coming over for dinner Thursday night.
Today I got two shots and three prescriptions, with orders to rest and take care of myself. So I'll be speaking to Hubster about a change of venue for the Thanksgiving feast this year. I can't do it the way I feel today. I just can't. I'm going to try to foist it off on my sister-in-law instead, and hope that she takes pity on me.
Because I'm sure enough pitying myself right now. I'm even disgusting ME with All The Whining.
So here's the bright side of things - the "I'm Thankful" part.
I am thankful that I had vacation time coming so that I didn't have to miss work for this stuff. I'm thankful I have family to pick up the slack for me when I don't feel well. I'm thankful I have insurance to cover the myriad of trips to the doctor and the medicine I need. I'm thankful I have a hallway to wallpaper, because so many people don't even have homes. I'm thankful for the food we have to put on the table this Thanksgiving, wherever we hold our feast, and for those who surround us as we eat. I'm thankful for those who have been there in the past and what they've meant to us.
And I'm thankful for friends. Friends who can let an old lady spout off once in a while without thinking she's too much of an old curmudgeon.
God does bless us even in trials, eh? It's a good thing to remember.
1 Thessalonians 5:16-18
Be joyful always; pray continually; give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus.