Death Cold receding

[chanaleh]

Fever down to 99 today. Voice was even more completely gone this morning, but between the coughing (it's become a "productive" cough today, I think that's also an improvement) and the singing and some judicious application of medicinal substances at shul this morning, it seems to be getting better too.

I dread going back to work Monday, though. Heck, at least it's a short week and then I'll be on vacation. (Yes, that's the problem. It will become a matter of triage: what must get done before the break and what can be pushed off.)

It was nice, on the other hand, being home yesterday afternoon so I could light the first Chanukah candles and then the Shabbos candles. On the other other hand, it made me kind of lonely. Love means never having to light the menorah all alone. *sigh* (I was resigned to doing the same thing tonight, but I just called kalessin to get a ride for this evening, and now he'll come over a little early to have some soup with me and light the candles. Yay.)

The problem with staying home sick is, of course, that although you're sitting around the house (which for me is rare enough), you have no energy to do anything. But last night, after spending two full days in the squalor that has become my apartment, I managed to make a few token efforts at cleaning up. Amazingly, even tackling one or two piles makes a noticeable difference in the room, so that's heartening. I still have miles to go, though. Maybe next week.

Shavua tov. Chag me'ir v'sameach.

Comments

[sweetmmeblue.livejournal.com]

Thanks for the song meme :)

Chag sameach.

[dpolicar]

oh hell... now you've got it stuck in my head, too.
well, I suppose it beats christmas carols.
grumble, grumble, grumble. (is there a hanukah equivalent of "scrooge"?)

[navrins]

...although you're sitting around the house... you have no energy to do anything.

This has been my usual state for more months now than I want to think about. Hope yours passes quicker.

[chanaleh.livejournal.com]

Sometimes I do get this even when I'm not sick, but it usually does pass quickly. I've learned to read it as a memo from my body/subconscious saying "I need this as downtime, not productive time". Then again, I rarely have days on end in which to experience it. :-}

[laurens10.livejournal.com]

Love means never having to light the menorah all alone.

... I lit the menorah alone last night. Sometimes it is a combination of love and logistics....

[gosling.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you are starting to get better, and I hope you are all the way better soon...

[greenlily.livejournal.com]

Love means never having to light the menorah all alone.

Or else it means arguing over how to set it up, where to set it up, which colors to use, whose turn it was to clean the wax off the menorah last year, whether it counts as 'lighting' if you hold the bases of the candles to a lit match to soften the wax so they stand up straight, whether lighting multiple menorahs means you have to let all of them burn down, and exactly who gets to choose the key for singing "Ma'oz Tzur". Chag sameach. :)