Recovering From Rough Seas
I have always been extremely fortunate to enjoy good health, and have made it to 63 without the need for any medications. I am hopeful that this will continue in the years to come.
Unfortunately I am not immune to the winter illnesses making the rounds. This has been day 6 with a bout of bronchitis which has knocked me off my feet. A call to the Dr. last week prompted a trip to the ER, which is never a fun experience. Two chest x-rays, blood work, an ECG and one nebulizer treatment later, and they diagnosed bronchitis. I was sent home with an inhaler for my lungs, and told to come back if things didn't improve. No thank you - four hours in the ER is enough for me.
As children we catch colds, flu, etc. and seem to bounce back so easily. Of course back then our mothers would take care of us and make sure we had hot soup, cold compresses, a hug or whatever was needed. We all know a mother's love can fix anything.
Recuperating from an illness as we age is not an easy task. We just don't bounce back as quickly, and I often think that maybe if our mothers could still take care of us things would seem much easier. It's amazing how mothers are like magicians when we are ill; they seem to have the ability to make it disappear.
As I recover from the rough seas of the past week, perhaps things will be a bit easier if I imagine my mother's love being sprinkled over me like a magic potion. Sometimes what we imagine can make reality more tolerable.
Unfortunately I am not immune to the winter illnesses making the rounds. This has been day 6 with a bout of bronchitis which has knocked me off my feet. A call to the Dr. last week prompted a trip to the ER, which is never a fun experience. Two chest x-rays, blood work, an ECG and one nebulizer treatment later, and they diagnosed bronchitis. I was sent home with an inhaler for my lungs, and told to come back if things didn't improve. No thank you - four hours in the ER is enough for me.
As children we catch colds, flu, etc. and seem to bounce back so easily. Of course back then our mothers would take care of us and make sure we had hot soup, cold compresses, a hug or whatever was needed. We all know a mother's love can fix anything.
Recuperating from an illness as we age is not an easy task. We just don't bounce back as quickly, and I often think that maybe if our mothers could still take care of us things would seem much easier. It's amazing how mothers are like magicians when we are ill; they seem to have the ability to make it disappear.
As I recover from the rough seas of the past week, perhaps things will be a bit easier if I imagine my mother's love being sprinkled over me like a magic potion. Sometimes what we imagine can make reality more tolerable.
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