a weekend on the couch

 

xxx

i did not leave my couch once this weekend.

i ate my meals there. slept there under about four blankets. watched as the sun rose, hung in the sky behind the oaks, then set again, pablo asleep at my shins.

what started as a bug on friday leaped into a deep, feverish sinus infection that had me bundled up and freezing one minute and burning up and sweating the next.

and i feel better today. because that's the beautiful thing about the human body. usually, though i am certainly aware that not always, we do heal. we fight back and reclaim our right to be amongst the living. to go out driving on a sunday or shopping on a saturday. to eat something other than soup broth. to pull ourselves out of the mounds of tissues and medicine bottles and sit on the porch swing for a few minutes, letting december wash over and cool us.

so we soldier on. because sickness will come. it's a part of life. and honestly, a weekend of rest was quite nice. a weekend of taking three steaming baths a day, staying up watching movies with robert, and giving no heed to the time. i watched way more keeping up with the kardashians and real housewives (of every.single.county) than i cared to, but it was a reprieve. i would have preferred this reprieve to come without a stinging throat and stuffy nose, but hey, i'll take any rest i can get.