The Anatomy of Sick

sickI can’t remember the last time I was as sick as I was last week. I’d say I caught a cold, but I think more accurately it slammed me into the wall, put its fingers up my nose and pounded my head repeatedly until I couldn’t breathe. I don’t do sick well. It’s really not pretty for anyone.

It started with my son saying, “I’m not feeling well.”  As soon as that happens, I usually arm up prophylactically with Wellness Formula or Eastern herbs and Vitamin C. But this time, before I got a chance to put my armor on, I woke up the next day with a sore throat. I hightailed it to the acupuncturist, picked up some herbs and lozenges and went home for a good night’s sleep, positive I would get around this thing.

No such luck. The next morning was worse. This time, I went for the big guns and hit the Western doc. I showed up, looking like death, and he agreed with me. “Yep. You’ve got a very sore throat, don’t you?” He shot my Z-Pak over to the pharmacy and I was on my way to wellness by tomorrow. At least, that’s how it usually works.

Despite my armoring up right there at the Walmart Pharmacy with my double dose, the next day was horrible. So I decided my body just wanted to be sick that day. I’d give it what it wanted: a couch bed and some adjusted goals for the day. Here they were:

1. Work my way up the chain with  my newly discovered Words with Friends (I know, I know–last on the train)

2. Watch really bad movie I’ve been wanting to watch

3. Resist urge to check email

4. Watch inspiring short film I’ve been wanting to watch

5. Drink copious amounts of tea

6. Relax as much as possible

Lofty goals, I know. Where did I fare? I did work my way up to the #2 position with WWF and learned about a whole sub-culture. (Those top 3 are very serious about maintaining their positions, btw, and I think it must be a full time job. I think maybe that’s why I don’t play these games on a regular basis.) I did watch “How I Escaped the Cult” on Netflix which actually turned out to be quite riveting. I drank in excess of 10 cups of Good Earth Original & Spicy tea. I watched a short called “Helium” (in subtitles) about a little boy who was terminally ill and afraid of dying and how one man tapped into his imagination (on his terms) to make him less afraid. That made me cry, but did make me feel better that I wasn’t dying quite yet.

The only goal I failed to meet was the email one, but heck. My phone was right there and what was I to do between my WWF turns? Besides, progress not perfection, to steal a quote from Denzel.

During this whole time, I also read some reading from a class I’m taking on the Creative Process by Thomas Troward. It talks about the Source of all that is creating us (physical manifestation) to enjoy and experience the physical aspects of life through us. Hmmmmm, I thought. I wonder if God is enjoying playing WWF or if I can bring this thing around and start having some better fun here. I decided to go outside and watch the yellow finches eat from the feeder. I sat in the hot tub and floated (my new at-home floating technique) with my eyes closed and thought about all the sensations–the water against my skin, the sound of my forced breathing, the air on my face. I visualized full and complete health. And I decided to release the Ick into the Ether where it could dissipate. I’d drunk enough tea for one stint.

Today, I feel better. I was able to go on date night last night and see the amazing Denzel Washington in “The Equalizer.” (Twelve thumbs up!) I had a delicious whole foods dinner at the Savory Spoon with chipotle lentil soup, local greens, and hot tea (tea was my husband’s lovely idea).  I’m grateful for that. I’m grateful, too, for my new word playing friends that entertained me on my down days, for Thomas Troward for reminding me to look beyond, for my family for giving me a chance to regenerate, for my extra soft kleenex that did not chafe my nose, and mostly, for my cold reminding me how grateful I am to be 100% healthy.

About @jamieweil

I'm on an adventure to bring happiness, relaxation, and some shine to a stressed out world. You might call it a Divine mission. Covid Season 2020 has taught me some important lessons about myself and about you, but most importantly about US. I have written about those in a book called Shine: When Chasing Sacred Spaces Goes Dark, my 6th book which came out December 2020 and hit #1 Bestseller in 7 categories thanks to my readers. I teach an online class to empower empaths through writing and am holding my first writing retreat for empaths under the Full Flower Moon and Lunar Eclipse May 5-7, 2023 in mystical Mt. Shasta, California. We have sold our house, not bought another, and have set out on a synchronistic adventure with Kai, our 103 pound lab, at the center. We call it The Kainnection Adventure. Dogs are the equalizers of all. (Home base:
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2 Responses to The Anatomy of Sick

  1. Janet says:

    How fitting a post on illness when the flu season is nearing. Taking care of ourselves when we are down and out, giving our bodies rest and not worrying about the house, kids, spouse, errands you get the picture. I tend to feel a bit guilty while I am recuperating. I’m working on letting go….


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