Showing posts with label flu. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flu. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

A Day of Rest

This week has not gone as planned...our holiday weekend got extended a day due to sick kids. I have been confined to the house for more days than are good for my mental health. I've not gotten nearly as much done as I had intended.

So, it was to be my day to tidy up and get a few of those five minute jobs completed. I absolutely needed to walk the dog. I fed the kids breakfast, and completed my run on my treadmill. And then, I knew what I had to do. *I* had to go to bed... just for an hour. It hit me hard. "MUST REST".

I lay down, I doubt I dozed, really. Near the end of the hour, my son asked for lunch. I got up and prepared soup for him and his sister... and returned to bed.

For me, a day of rest. It doesn't happen often, but when it does, there's no getting around it. After six hours in the bed, I feel much better...close to human. At this rate, I will be well by morning. There were days when I didn't listen, and pressed forward and was downright SICK.

I'm sure that this "day of rest" is a "gift" from my son and his flu virus. I am grateful that I am better able to listen to the command to rest. I am grateful for my "village", who rallied around me. I am blessed beyond my wildest imaginings...

Heal us, Lord...

Monday, February 16, 2009

A Day for Five Minute Jobs

I have been in need of a Day for Five Minute Jobs. You know, the little tasks that get set aside for when there's a minute or two to complete them. They seem to pile up for me - especially after weeks like I've just completed. When they do, life seems 'cluttered' and unsettled.

I've got a whole list... change a couple of light-bulbs, filing, bring boxes of stuff sorted for the church yard sale into the garage... just to name a few! (and then, there are the 15 minute jobs! Another list unto itself!)

I was hoping to get to them on our sick day on Sunday, but, instead, I chose to disinfect all the doorknobs and bleach-wash all the linens. It seemed like a prudent thing to do with the germs floating around here. I also chose to spend some time with my children - watching movies, playing the wii, snuggling... and coercing them into taking their Tamiflu!

Perhaps today will include a few of the five minute jobs. At least one or two... amid the snuggling and coercing...

Sunday, February 15, 2009

The Silver Side of the Flu

My son woke up with a fever... I was pretty sure he had contracted a case of strep throat just like his sister. Their symptoms were the same - except he had boogers.... But, that's my boy: a booger-factory. He ALWAYS has boogers.

I found some coverage for the cookie booth I was running and brought him to the walk-in clinic. We were seen by the nurse practitioner, and a throat and nose swab later, we had the results: strep - negative....flu- positive.

Oh boy.... first case of flu we've had in 7 years (at least!) He feels lousy. His sister is feeling a little lousy... I'm just tired. We're all on Tamiflu.

As I canceled appointments here and there, and let my interpreter-friend know I would not be at church, there was this pull within me. The two days when I have not been able to attend church, I have felt it... both times, sick children. I feel it to a lesser degree when I am working a Sunday. There is this pull within me that feels like I am missing something.... something BIG. It's like a disconnect in slow motion, that I need to reconnect. I love it that I love my church family that much, and I find such peace and comfort there.

And then I found some gratitude for the whole situation. I got to spend an evening home with my children (plus two - who had previously been exposed!), watching Evan Almighty. I get to have a morning where I don't have to set the alarm. (There is great gratitude in that!)

I found myself praying for healing, and protection for those of us who are still well... may we stay well. I didn't always believe in prayers for healing.... (I'm a western trained clinician, remember!).... Today, I do... with every cell of my being, I believe in the power of prayer.

There is always a silver lining... there is always a gift in the pain.

Thank You for showing me - reminding me. Teach me....