It is an odd thing when one is truly sick to the point that their bed is the only place they wish to be.
Thus has been my life for going on three weeks... i think, i am losing track of time.
When first told i had the flu i knew i would be back on my feet in no time.
Rest was the order and lots of fluids.
then came that fateful day when i felt the knot behind my ear and again to the Dr. i went.
Mono. Mono was the result of the blood work and a lengthy list of rules and orders of rest was to be my return.
Weeks of rest is what is required to regain my health from this nasty virus.
No meds, no treatments, no nothing but rest.
Not to mention rest is all i want right now.
Christmas was a great time, but even just being up was taxing on my system.
I am wanting so badly to be well again.
Able to get out and around.
To not worry about giving this to someone else.
No more worries of being bumped in the stomach and having to rush to hospital for fear of a ruptured spleen.
I do not know how such a small thing can do such great damamge to ones system and life.
I have decided one thing, that there has to be a lesson here to learn.
There has to be something that is important i am missing
Whether is be patience, "wait upon the Lord and He will renew your strength."
Or perserverience.
I am determined to take something useful out of this, even if it is never use another public drinking fountain.
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