Let Your Love Flow

Thursday morning of being without Paul and I woke up with a head full of congestion, something bizarre going on in my stomach, and running a fever. Today is also supposed to be a heavy weather day in New Orleans; there has been a string of horrible storms passing through the Southern states this week, and today is apparently our turn. I am writing this from my bed, with my Macbook Air (which I love love love) and probably am going to go back to sleep soon enough…I totally and utterly despise being sick. But fortunately I have a lot of chicken soup in my cupboards (that hoarder thing) and so once my stomach settles a little bit i might make myself some soup.

I did manage to get some work done on the book yesterday; another 800 words or so, which simply will have to do in the meantime. I felt fine yesterday–I had actually slept deeply and well Tuesday night, after two nights of bad sleep–but last night as I watched The Real Housewives of New York I could feel it starting; that feeling as your head starts to fill with congestion and your throat gets scratchy and dry and your eyes start to feel hot. I went to bed early, hoping a second night’s sleep and a dose of NyQuil would solve the problem, but instead I woke up feeling worse than I had when I went to bed.

An alert for a tornado warning for St. John the Baptist and St. Charles parishes just popped up in the corner of my computer screen. It’s very still here; no wind or anything. The trees outside the window aren’t moving at all, which is unusual–there’s always a breeze of some sort.

Definitely weird weather.

Being sick means I probably won’t be able to work on the WIP today, either. I can try, cuddled up with Needy Kitty in the bed, but I find trying to create when my brain is thoroughly distracted by not feeling well–and then there’s also the possibility that I might have to throw up suddenly and who wants to have that happen to their laptop? Yeah, maybe it’s better to post this and put the laptop back into its sleeve and be done with it.

Heavy heaving sigh.

But it’s getting really dark outside which means some kind of storm is almost here.

I think I’ll go lie down and finish reading my book.

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