It is quite rare that I fall sick, and I am
thankful to God for keeping me healthy even when my daughter is down with the
flu, or my son has a bad case of the sniffles. I boldly, and regularly, venture
into germy zones, serving up soups or handing out various meds, confident with
the knowledge that I am off-limits for these and other parasites.
However, the Lord doth send me some of the
above-mentioned once a year or so, if only to remind me that I am as human as
the next guy, or gal, as the case may be. For one who is accustomed to playing
the nurse, I seem to be totally useless at remembering what I have to eat or
when I have to rest. Even the common cold seems to get the better of me, and
those around me end up getting the worst.
I suppose, being the daughter of a newsman, I am a
natural at giving my family updates about my health status, which goes
something like “I feel sick!” every 5 minutes. I guess the family has been
praying hard for some relief. So hard, that its got me up and blogging !
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