Sick in Bed

So here I am.  Sitting in bed with my computer, a glass of orange juice and my box of tissues. Sick since Sunday.  I was so excited to hear my niece give her farewell talk before heading off on a mission for the church.  Then it hit!  I know I had been fighting it off for several days but there was no more fight.  I had succumbed and it was winning.  Make the best of it, I say.  So I curl up with comfy sweats and my computer and write in my blog.  I have decided  to put my musings here.  To my left hang a grouping of pictures of my family.  My family is my life!  They look out from their black frames with smiles that cheer my soul and remind me of how blessed I am.  Under the t.v. sits a framed impressionistic picture of tulips that a former patient gave to me as a thank you for my care.  I have to admit, I really don't miss working at all.  I do miss the paycheck, especially now as our Navigator was totaled and we have to replace it or the boat is useless.  There are books on my nightstand that I would love read and a soft, tan, leather bound journal that we bought in Italy.  It is so beautiful I haven't written in it.  I don't want to spoil it's beauty.  The cold medicine is beginning to take effect and the list I wrote of things I need to do is nagging me.  So I will see what my body can handle.  Goodbye for now.