Day 1304

When you are “under the weather,” most people snuggle in, drink plenty of fluids and take numerous naps. What is wrong with me? I push forward, ignore symptoms and try to live life without any interference… refusing yo give in to any symptoms! My commitments mean so much to me and The Golden Boys are needed!

However, today, I had to throw in the towel because laryngitis set in. I could only squeak! As I sat on the couch “silently” fuming (I had no other choice), it occurred to me that life would go on just fine without me today. Vacuuming, errands, appointments had to wait while I actually admitted to myself that I had lost my steam. The Golden Boys circled and Gus even walked over with a look of sheer concern. I draped one of my blankets over him and we simply stared at each other. The healing had begun.

Perhaps it is just me, but I feel my role as matriarch, Therapy Dog handler, wife and “list completer” is irreplaceable. Mr. Mac would not agree, but stepped up to take care of the entire Big White House and those who live within. He even “dragged” me to the doctor and lovingly brought me a caramel malt for my throat!

If I could talk (grrrr…), I would thank those in my life who stepped up, forgave my absence and cheered me on to get better soon! After all, the vacuum awaits!