knock down

For weeks now I have been delicately skating around getting that cold or flu thing that is going around. I would get just far enough into it to recognize the beginnings of sickness, pull back, and do everything right and get better.

Mind you, the flu is not a "hey-hi-how-are-you-doing-don't-have-a-lot-of-time-right-now-catch-up-with-you-later" kind of a person. The flu/cold likes to come in and have a long chat.

Mine decided they were tired of being put off on Saturday night. I had this weird, tired feeling followed by this absolute train wreck in my head as far as thinking goes and then WHAM! Fever, aches pains stuffy head and a cough that makes me sound like I am the heroine in some Russian novel.

And then a blizzard.

Then I noticed that yes, I no longer have Internet in the house and there are some things I needed to cancel but couldn't because I could not move and cannot access the websites on the type of phone I have. So, you bet your sweet bippy I lay in bed and came up with backup plans if this should ever happen again.

And then a blizzard.

And I wasn't going to venture out, but then, I went outside for a moment and sank in the snow. The Mad Kitten (who loves snow) was just spastic and I thought "If not now, when?" and dug out my snowshoes and took off, fever, cough and all into the city.

There is just such a peculiar quality to sound during a snowstorm. I love my snowshoes because they let me float over 4 foot drifts and yet walk across pavement where the snow has been cleared. I walked for hours and felt wonderful.

Then I stopped for coffee and the change in the air temperature sent me into mad coughing fits. I dragged myself home (the short way) and back to bed.

Now here I am, starting my week again, still sick but slightly better. Better enough to sit up and make sense.

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