What the Heck

I imagine that the headache from the eruption of Mt. Vesuvius was profound

I got a pain in my head, running up the left side of my skull above the ear. It was sharp and recurring every minute or two, I timed it. This naturally lead me to secretly believe that I had a brain tumor and tragically was going to die a horrible death in a matter of days. Then I was lethargic and uninterested in drinking either wine or coffee which prompted me to believe that I was probably suffering from food poisoning and could expect to be puking or worse in a few short hours.

Prone

Finally I brilliantly realized  that if my husband had a cold and I was in direct contact with him, my symptoms may not be fatal [although they felt like it].

This is nothing special, it isn't even a complaint but since last Sunday when I received this present of a cold in my nose, I have been driving myself crazy. Instead of the steady drone of  'what if's' I decided to bring on the couch, the tea, the cough drops, the chicken soup and of course the kleenex. It takes a little thing like this to make me overwhelmed with gratitude that I am not one of the millions that are chronically sick. But I might mention that prior to the correct diagnosis of a simple cold I did catastrophize my plight.

Since it is quite chilly outside and the sun is blasting through our living room windows nicely warming the place, the set up is cozy and comfortable. I'll survive. I just thought you all should know. 

The picture of health

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