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Scattered in Sickness

I planned another post topic for today, but as I started writing, my “sick brain” got in the way and all the words piled up in the middle of the page. It was awful.

I suspected I would have trouble when it took four tries to get my login password right. After that, it was all downhill.

I was sick a lot when I was younger. For the most part, it was with an upset tummy from allergy run-off, but when your mom’s love language is “acts of service,” that’s a ticket home with honey water and Logan’s Run the TV series.

TT: In my very shaky defense, I honestly never connected the fact that upset tummy in the AM would go away in the PM with me not actually being sick. I just thought sickness worked that way. Until a doctor explained the timeline to me. It was a real “d’oh” moment, let me tell you, but it changed my life.

I learned I don’t like being sick. I don’t like lying in bed with an upset tummy or sniffly nose or those other things I’m too lady-like to mention. So, in my adult life, I take being sick very seriously and I try very hard not to be sick.

I wash my hands. I don’t touch my face in public. I stay away from crowded spaces where sick people tend to congregate (doctors’ offices, schools, Occupy Wall Street). For the most part, I’m successful.

Not this week. This week something got me and it got me with that most irritating symptom of all: the fever. The hateful fever. I can medicate the rest, but a fever says,”You’re contagious; stay home.” At least, I assume that’s why schools tell parents whose children have fevers to keep them home.

So, I’ve been home. Fevering. Even with medicine in me. The nice part is I’m not wearing socks and slippers because I’m hot. The not-nice part is I’m missing out on a lot of things I really wanted to do this week. I’m also not getting anything useful done because aside from the fever, I have the stuffy nose, coughing and what-not that get in the way of concentrating on anything more challenging than Farmville.

Here’s hoping the fever burns out soon and I get back to my regularly scheduled life. In the meanwhile, I hope you all are keeping well-washed and immuno-boosted.

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About Robynn Tolbert

Born in Kansas and born again at age six, Robynn wrote stories for her own amusement for the next thirty years. When a job as a foster care caseworker became too stressful and a career with a floral trade magazine became too comfortable, her thoughts turned to writing an actual book. Success led to success, and she completed a second novel and started her third. Robynn, aka Ranunculus Turtle, lives in Kansas with a clowder of cats, a patient dog and a garden.

4 comments on “Scattered in Sickness

  1. But hey, you win, because even sick, you are still funny. :) Feel better soon.

  2. So sorry you aren’t feeling well. Sending some virtual chicken soup your way!

  3. I hope you get to feeling better soon, Robynn!

  4. Well, we’ve had Preggo-Brain and Sick-Brain posts here today. I’m seeing a theme that I hope the rest of the authors don’t end up following. ;) Hope you get better soon, Robynn!

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