Went up to the farm to resupply us with fresh, raw milk products. Stopped at the co-op to pick up a special order. Then to the post office and dropped some books off at the library.
As I was driving home with the windows down, I thought, "What a beautiful day! I think I feel pretty good."
Stopped at our mailbox on the highway to get our mail. By the time I got in to the house, I was feeling crummy again. (It must have been the supreme effort of getting out of the car, opening the mailbox and carrying the two pieces of junk mail back to the car.)
I asked Papa Pea to help me carry my load in. (That would be the things in the car I had collected on my journey; not me personally.)
Put things away and went out to help hubby finish picking blueberries. I then checked the shell peas and discovered they had to be picked. So while Papa Pea harvested raspberries (our biggest haul of the season), I picked peas.
Inside then to shell and process peas, sort and clean berries and get them in the freezer saving out enough for us to eat fresh.
Have had a real taste for potato salad (nuthin' wrong with my appetite) so furtively made my way out to the potato patch (hoping Papa Pea wouldn't see me) and dug two pounds of nice sized spuds. Made the potato salad to have with dinner tonight.
My throat isn't sore so much anymore as it just feels closed up, swollen. Had a hard time sleeping last night because I kept snortling, chortling and almost gagging because of lack of air. Papa Pea and I played a rotating game of one on the couch, one in bed . . . okay, now switch for a while to see if I could sleep better in a different spot.
It's so hard to lay low this time of year. One person cannot do it all so I feel I have to do what I can even though I have very little energy.
After dinner, dear hubby did the dishes on the condition I would stretch out on the couch with a book. (Well, okay. If you INSIST.)
Shortly after I did so, dear daughter stopped in to pick up Tucker. She came into the living room wiping sweat from her face. She stopped dead in her tracks and said, "Mom, you're lying under a quilt and you have a polar fleece jacket on."
"Yes," I replied, "and I'm still cold."
After she left I almost immediately fell asleep and didn't wake until 8 p.m. I don't even remember putting my book down.
Now I'm ready to put my jammies on and sack out for the night. Wonder if I should start in bed or on the couch?
18 comments:
Oh man, you really got it bad didn't you? Not good. Sure hope you can kick it soon.
Oh dear. Not pathetic at all!
It must be frustrating, like you said, to be under the weather while the vegetables march on. I hope you are feeling like your regular self very soon.
I would so love to curl up with a quilt, oh well 3 and half more weeks of summer, not that it means the heat will go away, but the calendar is creeping close to fall. Hope you feel better soon, that garden needs you. Make some tea and honey with lemon.
Maybe sometimes our bodies MAKE US take a rest. If it were left up to you, you wouldn't take a break--so your body made the decision for you. You may have "lost", but heck, curling up with a book on the couch--sounds like you really won!
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Oh dear! That sounds like one nasty bug you have. I think you need to take a day to rest even if that means Papa Pea has to do all the chores. You'll recover faster if you take that time to let your body heal. Plus the veggies will be find for a day in the fridge.
Gosh, I hope you feel better soon.
My girls have had sore throats and colds, I think it has something to being exposed to all the kids at school.
Hope you feel better soon. If you get that much done while feeling poorly, when you are better, you'll be helping the neighbors pick & process their goods.
But be sure you keep running around in town and at various places on farms so you can so generously spread your nasty germs for anyone "lucky" enough to come in contact with you. How very thoughtful of you. You act like a martyr when really what you are is inconsiderate and don't care who gets sick. If you are sick - STAY AT HOME. We don't need your germs.
Stephanie - Well, it's certainly not bad enough to lay me out flat. Otherwise, I couldn't do what I've been doing!
LindaCO - Being a gardener, you know what it's like. Bummer of a time to be under the weather but I sure don't want to lose all the time and effort I've got into the garden this year. When it's time to harvest, ya gotta do it.
Tombstone Livestock - Three and a half week of summer left, eh? I think we're all looking forward to fall this year. Especially you and those in your area who have had to suffer through your ungodly temps! Keep that quilt handy . . . your time will come.
Sue - You are a girl after my own heart! Yay for couches and books. (Is it winter yet?)
Sparkless - Wise words, oh, wise woman!
Kristina - Thank you, ma'am. This, too, shall pass!
Sunnybrook Farm - Yep, being thrown into contact with a bunch of kids (after a summer at home with all that fresh air) will spread the germs quickly!
DFW - Believe me, I'm not doing anymore than has to be done! (I'm basically lazy, I keep telling everyone.)
Anonymous - Hey, folks, why is it that "nasty" comments always come through with an "Anonymous" name on them?
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