blogging on an empty stomach

Health is not valued till sickness comes.   -Thomas Fuller

I’ve been unable to focus in order to type an intelligible word for three days.  Feverish spells for part of it,  a steady stream of the mundane and the horrific on social media Monday, and the stress of a difficult quarter at work.   I’m not a really a hypochondriac, yet all the talk of Hepatitis “A” infecting San Diego’s homeless, every cough or stomach growl kept me imagining what it wasn’t than what it was.    I ate something that I’m allergic to but wouldn’t admit till I started to exhibit the ill effects.     Yet I was able to cover at work as two of my neighboring officemates came down and were out of office, with severe colds, during the same two days.

I don’t know if there are awards for pathetic, but I seem to recall someone once saying never let a crisis go wasted.   However,  my dogs were having none of it.   They still demanded a walk day and night.

Unfortunately for my blogging life, I have gotten behind;  but Dexter and Comet knew that all the walks were just the kick I needed.

It was such a motivating experience to have the health monkey off my back when I got home I started to pick up around the house.   Doing dishes,  gathering the laundry and vacuuming the dog hair.   I was scaring the dogs.  Dexter kept snapping at the vacuum floor attachment.  For the health of the dogs I had to put the vacuum away.

The only way to keep your health is to eat what you don’t want, drink what you don’t like, and do what you’d rather not.    – Mark Twain

I must have had a fever.


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