2005-12-28 - 1:42 p.m.
I'm sick again, or possibly still sick. Scratchy throat, stuffy head, red eyes. I blame stress. I left the house without taking my antibiotic or applying makeup this morning. I'm tired, sick, and sick and tired. Yay! Perhaps tonight I'll get to bed earlier.
I went to a meeting last night, and saw a woman, Terry, who'd had a major stroke last spring. She was unable to walk or speak at the time, but through physical therapy, is now able to take care of herself and her kids. And good thing, too, because her husband was sent off to Iraq in the fall. Frickin' Army.
Anyway, Terry's re-learning to do lots of things, like spell, and read aloud. Listening to her read the Promises, syllable by syllable, gave me some perspective on my own problems. I'm sure she'd rather not have to be the reason for someone else's gratitude, but she forges ahead anyway.
I really have nothing at all to complain about.
