I finally had a day of sleeping. Slept almost 12 hours over the night. Got up after 9 am and headed to the grocery store to restock myself on soup and smoothies. That was the only time I went outside today.
The illness has produced a headache today. That’s not been very fun. Not as much snot as the past couple days.
I took a long nap in the afternoon. I’ll be going to bed again soon. I really hope that I feel better tomorrow. I really want to go spend some time with my friend, but I won’t risk getting her or her family sick. Not when I’ve had such a miserable time of it.
In a way, I’ve been very unproductive today. But when I consider that my goal today was to rest, hydrate, and heal, I find that I’ve done pretty well today.
It’s funny. I’ve been so focused on taking care of myself that my grief hasn’t intruded very much. I miss him being here to take care of me, but I also have his voice in my head, telling me what to do to take care of myself. He taught me well, in this, and so many other ways.
