Sick but Not Dead

My brain isn’t working right. Funny thing about being sick: The desire to do even normal things that bring you pleasure seem suddenly unappealing. Like coffee. I can always tell I’m sick when the thought of a nice, steaming hot cup of black coffee turns my stomach.

The flu is making its rounds around our house. It started with our son, hit me, and now my wife. We’re trying to keep the baby healthy, but she’s definitely not herself. Only my father-in-law has remained unscathed.

But it makes you realize how much we take our health for granted. It’s one thing to do the whole “knock on wood” routine when talking about it, but even a minor, short-loved illness can murder your sense of well being. And then I think about soldiers, or the poor, or those in war-torn lands, who have no option to rest when they get sick, or limited access to medicine, and I realize I’m doing all right after all.

What it comes down to is, jealously guard your health. It can be as simple as cutting back on sugar and alcohol, and as rigorous as a strict diet (something I’ve been bad about sticking to lately), an exercise regime (much better success here), or a complete lifestyle 180. The fact of the matter is, your body is a temple. You might think that sounds hokey, or too “religious” for you, but it doesn’t change the fact that it’s also true.

Treat it as such. I’m going to renew my efforts . . . once I feel better.


If you’re feeling under the weather and would like something to keep you entertained and excited as you recover, check out my novel A Traitor to Dreams while you convalesce. Guaranteed to make you feel better.

11 comments

  1. The baby never got sick…until we starting sending her to daycare. Of course I get sick every time the baby does and my wife doesn’t (usually with the assistance of a fortuitous business trip).

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