I have been struck down by some mysterious ailment. Rickets? Scurvy?
Consumption!? No, not consumption. I am not coughing up blood. But fever, yes. Aches, yes. Exhaustion, yes. Dizziness, oh boy do I. Lower back pain, left ear pain, throbbing head ache, burning eyes, slightly dilated pupils, sweaty palms - yes to them all. All of these things give me the general feeling that I'm going to 1.) swoon and 2.) vomit. And oh how I hate to vomit. Oh, it's the worst. We're not going to talk about it because I hate it too much. Anyway, I woke up on Saturday morning with it, did my camp meeting (can you believe we're back to camp meetings already?) and then came home and put my pajamas back on and slept for most of the day. And then slept for 10 hours that night and then skipped church in order to sleep all day and then watched the end of Downton Abbey (Hip hip hurrah! I was going to throw a shoe at the TV if we didn't get a satisfying ending.) and then slept again.
This morning I woke up determined to not sleep the day away and I showered and did my hair and put on mascara all with the intent of taking a stroll outside and then I did the dishes and had to take a two hour nap. Unloading and loading the dishwasher for 10 minutes did me in. I managed to make it to the post office, which was a pretty dumb idea because driving with this kind of dizziness and the general feeling of the thing we are not talking about it miserable. And it did me in for another two hours.
Ugh.
But there are two positives:
1.) I have the best visiting teacher ever. Alicia stepped in for me on the organ yesterday AND brought over dinner tonight. Because she's awesome.
2.) I made this octopus
I think he needs a mouth. Or a bow tie or something. But after I finished all those legs my body was all, "I hate you. What's with all this extensive finger moving?" and I was all "But I'm just sitting here. Crocheting takes about as much energy as blinking." And my body was all, "Sorry, sister. I'm going to throw up now." And I was all, "NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!" So I put the yarn down and slept for several more hours to fight it off.
The octopus is your for the asking, by the way. Once his face is fixed.
6 comments:
Love the octopus! Making amigurumi is my main motivation in my quest to become a better crocheter.
So sorry you're sick. Feel better soon. I've been feeling awful since Friday (dreaded sinus infection/head cold thingy). Man is it awful being sick with a baby. There is no rest involved, no recuperating.
My dang dvr did not pick up the last Downton. I'll have to check Hulu and see if it's up yet.
Wow- I had no idea you weren't feeling well at the camp meeting- you're I hope you're feeling better now.
Dang it, Rachel! Why must you get these horrible illnesses? I haven't even seen you for a while, so it can't be the curse of the Rachels. Nice job making a cute octopus, despite your agony. You are a true artist. And my vote is for a bow tie. I love that octopus. My boys think it's super cute, too.
Sam wants the octopus! You know you can't say no to those seductive blue eyes of his. It's a good thing you aren't our neighbor. He would be spoiled rotten.
Wait. That would be a great thing. I'd take a spoiled rotten child to have you as my neighbor.
Hope you're feeling better soon. And by soon, I mean, right now. Down with rickets.
Put Levi's name into the drawing for the Octopus. It would look so cute on the new shelf in his sailboat room.
Edie needs him. She told me. Well, she didn't TELL me, she just kind of looked at me sideways and I just knew what she was saying. We can communicate without speaking. Like twins. Or like an adult and a baby where the adult projects her thoughts onto baby glances.
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