Just when you think you're getting better

Ya know?

I have been sick for almost a month to the day. Like, really sick. As sick as I have ever felt in my life. Well, there was the time I had food poisoning and vomited 30 times in one day. I was admitted to the hospital 98% dehydrated. Oh, and the time I spent 4 days in a different hospital with necrosis from a brown recluse spider bite. I had a hole in my arm. Those times both sucked, but they are stories for a different time.

No, this time I was plain old sick. I saw some friends yesterday for the first time since Thanksgiving,
they complimented me on my weight loss! I think they were glad I was feeling better, but hey, at least I look good. Right?

Around Thanksgiving I got a head injury and a black eye in an innocent fall. This fall remains innocent of all charges except for eliminating any joy for the first week, minimally, of the holiday season. I spent turkey day vomiting and holding pillows over my head because I couldn't stand light or sound. I had a softball sized lump directly over my eye, and a mighty impressive, but sore, shiner. It lasted almost two weeks. I loved checking out the new colors of the skin between my eyelashes and brow every morning. From black, to blacker at first, with the bruise slowly taking over my eye area, slower than a president realizing a mistake (Haha. Let alone admitting it). Less obvious, too....

Then the blacks faded to purples, blues, and then to reds and greens. Sometimes it looked like a beautiful sunset. I found myself thinking the colors in my shiner could inspire a romantic poem.

My Darling
Last night when we kissed
On the shore
By the fire
During the glorious sunset
All I could think of was my black eye.

As the bump began to diminish, along with my beloved black eye, I felt the strain of laryngitis begin whenever I spoke. No big deal, I felt fine. For a few days.

As I began to feel not so fine, my concerns began to grow. Somebody has to worry about it, right? I have to go do some stuff, but this saga continues. Trust me.