Something wicked this way comes…

Something is settling in here.  It became apparent after dinner on Tuesday and resulted in me turning in for the night before 10 PM.  Such early bedtime behavior is exceedingly rare for me. But with the way my stomach was aching and I the nauseous I was experiencing I wanted to do nothing else but go to bed.

I felt better this morning, but I still carried a feeling of being weighted down and green around the gills.  By the time I got home today from work I was seriously dragging.  As testimony of my sorry state, my usually sassy teenager told me to go rest for awhile and she would wake me up after she made something for dinner.  I knew then that I must have been looking close to death, as surely she deemed this my last supper.

I thought I would feel better after napping and eating, but that was not the case.  I have been going downhill all night.  I am thinking something wicked this way comes – something that is determined to take me down.  So I will once again go to bed before 10 PM and will hope that whatever this nastiness is that I am afflicted with will go quietly into the night.

I hope that tomorrow I will be back to myself.  Or at least, less green. ;-)

Day one thousand three hundred and seventy-nine of the new forty – obla di obla da

Ms. C

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About Ms. C

I teach at NDSU...but I remain a student of life with all the enthusiasm that entails. My favorite saying is, "Sometimes you have to take the leap and build your wings on the way down." In the new forty that is what I am doing...building my wings.
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3 Responses to Something wicked this way comes…

  1. Katherine says:

    Green is a sign of spring — but take care of yourself. Health is critical and pushing too hard is not worth being sick.

  2. tim haering says:

    Any major dude with half a heart surely will tell you, my friend,
    Any minor world that breaks apart falls together again.
    When the demon is at your door, in the mornin’ it won’t be there no more,
    Any major dude will tell you, any major dude will tell you.

    As we say on Pogo Bowl, “SIO” [Shake it off]. Think how great you’ll feel when it’s over. Way to go, Cheyenne! Bless ur heart. Compassion gene beginning to express itself as nature meets nurture. As long as the roots are not severed, all will be well in the garden.

    Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces. Feel better, Ms. C. Here comes the sun!

  3. B-dubya says:

    Now it’s my turn: Please, PLEASE take good care of yourself! And for Miss Sparkle: Thanks for taking care of your Mom! You’re a gem! :)

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